I love this picture. I laugh every time I see it. Do you see the look Hannah is giving Aaron? It looks sweet. Adoring even.
Aaron, is sweet. He has a beautiful soul. Aaron is having a loving, cute moment with his sister.
What you don't see is the end of Hannah's shovel. It has some mud. Not alot, it is slipping off. However, that shovel has enough mud to fulfill her plan.
She is going to fling that mud at her brother. And she does in the next second. He doesn't suspect a thing.
That look? Pure mischief. Absolutely, one hundred percent, Hannah.
I want to crawl back into that picture. Back before cancer. Before I even knew your baby could get cancer. Before I was endlessly researching side effects and balancing them against survival. When I didn't have to look at my girl, the smartest little girl, so full of life, and wonder.
I didn't edit the other post yet. I will, I am still researching and so up to my eyeballs in more medical terms. I may be over thinking the whole thing, but every question I have leads to even more questions. I will get some more information from her doctors on Tuesday and then I have a meeting to discuss all of this on February 18th.
What I want is information that is not normally released or even gathered at Hannah's point in treatment. I am meeting some resistance, but the answers matter to me. I will post, at some point, a more readable explanation of what is going on.