This week was a very hard week for me emotionally... It was the week my son goes in for his blood transfusions. Even though I know and completely understand that this is the only procedure available to about 98% of the Sickle Cell Patients that are at risk or had a stroke, it wasn't the option you decided on or wished for him, 3 years ago. And from the bottom of my heart I wished that by now my child would have done his transplant and would be free of this horrifying disorder. I hate seeing time passing by, and as the days keep coming and going I live with the fear of it striking once again. The transfusion are to give him the chance to keep going, but are not a garantee that he won't be at risk. It is only to allow him to go a bit further. As of now, the major cons of getting blood, iron overload, is under control and is not at a concerning level, thanks to the regiment of Yerba Mate Tea and many others natural approaches he is on. And after a long day of waiting and dealing with anxiety is very refreshing learn that everything went well and there was no unwanted changes on his body. But also, this week was a very special week, as my baby Angel turned 16 months old, ironically, the same day Big Brother was out for treatment. The day was filled with mixed emotions. And not all was sadness as I got to spend some quality time with my girls. I find it interesting how things happens in my life... Just 2 years ago, around this time, I was going back to the reproductive clinic to have a pregnancy test done. In fact, just to confirm it because I could feel her inside of me :-).