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Some hope...

Well, I got a call today from the U of MN, and we got Shelby scheduled for her first laser treatment of her hemangioma birthmark on Thursday...this week! Yikes! But, the more I've been reading, these treatments will really help her. It will get rid of the birthmark that is ulcerating. It is getting better now, but from everything I read, it can happen at any time, and the ulcerations may not stop until we get rid of the tissue that is causing her all of this pain!

So I am excited, but extremely nervous at the same time. My prayers are that this is what solves the problem, and that soon, she can be totally pain free!

Mark your calendars and set your timers, for lots of prayers on Thursday at 3:15pm! (Oh, go ahead and start praying now...if you have a few moments). :)

Comments

Anne said…
I hope everything goes/went well. Not sure if it was yesterday or next Thursday. We'll be praying for all of you!
Anonymous said…
I have no idea how I found your blog...just found it I guess. I wanted to let you know that I have had laser treatments at U of M. I have a port wine birthmark...so different from a hemangioma...but in the same family.

If you have any questions, I would love to try and answer them for you. I know this must be hard for you as a parent to watch your child experience pain.

Let me know. Jessica

goldielocks1013 at yahoo dot com
Megan....where are you? Startign to get a bit nervous...did you have shelby's appt? How did it go? Been praying for you guys!

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