Baby S had to go in for a blood transfusion today. This was normal.
I just received a phone call from B. I was quite surprised, as I had not heard from C since before the transfusion appointment. I immediately felt a boulder drop in the bottom of my stomach. B was in tears, near hysterical.
The doctors ran a few preliminary blood tests, just as a precautionary measure. She was immediately checked back into the oncology floor of the hospital.
Baby S’s AFP’s have jumped from 60 to 177.
This is horrendous, horrible, awful, tragic news.
Her cancer has returned.
We are waiting to hear the official news, waiting for the blood tests to come back.
We are, in a nutshell, praying desperately for a miracle. Because the ONLY thing that would make her levels jump that high is a return of the cancer. Liver regeneration does NOT cause that much of a jump.
If her cancer has truly returned, because it has returned while Baby S is on chemotherapy, she will have less than 10% chance of survival.
I feel like a fucking bitch for being upset over losing my job. We might lose Baby S, who is far more valuable than any money in the world. I have to rush home and get my daughter’s project started, then I am going to the hospital.
For anyone who believes in such, please pray.
Anyone else who cares … please think positively and send Baby S positive thoughts and vibes. She needs every ounce of everything that anyone can spare.
