CODE BLUE – KNOCKING ON DEATH’S DOOR

2F Jada, my baby, although only 3 minutes younger than her twin. My bonus baby, my curve ball, my perpetual source of medical angst and my most fiercely protected child on both a physical and emotional level. I watched her struggle from the first moments after birth, silently aching with maternal need as she wasContinue reading “CODE BLUE – KNOCKING ON DEATH’S DOOR”