The Hardest Part

This week I visited a baby who was struggling with his breathing. For weeks, doctors have been trying to get a diagnosis but they have not figured out what is wrong with this poor baby. Although I am usually optimistic in life, this time I think the baby is slipping away. I wish there was more I could do. This is when my job is the hardest of all – I will keep visiting the baby and hope that he is ok. I deeply care about all of our children.