I am sitting here with tears streaming down my face. But I wanted to thank everyone for their prayers and tell you all that I do find strength in knowing that we had so many people praying for us. Unfortunately, God had other plans. Ian's tumor was "very fast moving, and malignant." He survived surgery, but just barely. As the evening wore on, his suffered more and more pressure in his head and became more unresponsive. The tumor was growing too fast, and was causing much damage. We spent the whole night praying for a miracle, but my husband and I knew when there was no hope. We made the heartbreaking decision to turn off all medical support this morning, and Ian passed away peacefully in our arms at about 9:45 a.m.
I am so thoroughly devastated, that I'm not sure how I'll make it through the next five minutes. Everywhere I turn are reminders of my baby. Two days ago, life was so normal...now it never will be again. I keep picking up his pajamas and smelling them...I miss him terribly and my arms are aching for him. Every time my milk comes in, I cry because I know it's his feeding time and he'll never suckle again. I'm in so much pain it's hard to breathe. Please keep me and my husband and our children in your prayers...we need all the strength we can get.
Tricia