with Anaya in Nelson.
Anaya is very sick still. Doc changed to a new antibiotic today.
Her mucous is thick and copious, her breathing is strained. She needs
her mama and I'm not there and it's killing me. One more day and I'll
be home... Hold on baby, hold on...
So scared, so worried. Not that she will die, but that I won't be
there to hold her when she dies. This experience is my worst
I had to take my panic attack pill twice today. I'm trying to have fun
and connect with Solara but I'm so on edge.
I'm trying to let the fear go.
Going to bed. Goodnight.