We sat across from the cardiologist as he grabbed a piece of blank paper from a drawer in his desk. I observed the look of concern of his face as he scribbled out a drawing of our sons heart. I looked over at my husband, who had tears welling up in his eyes. I had done the majority of my crying on the ultrasound table just minutes before as the tech clicked away and took pictures.
The cardiologist explained the severity of the condition and drew out statistics and the names of the three staged surgeries on a separate piece of paper. We had received the news only a few day earlier. We knew something was wrong we just didn't know what. Our fears were confirmed during that appointment that our son had a very serious heart heart defect. It wasn't something that would be an easy fix and we were overwhelmed with the thought of the coming months and years. I'll never forget that day and being the sentimental person I am I folded that drawing in half and tucked it away in a box full of Elliott's ultrasounds. A simple drawing holds the memory of the day we received our sons diagnosis.
Have any of you kept a special drawing or ultrasound revealing your child's diagnosis?