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This is it.
This is the deciding moment.
Max woke me up an hour ago, crying like I've never heard him cry before. I took him outside, hoping that maybe he just really had to poop or something. He walked to the center of the yard and began to get very, very sick. Then he just stood there for a few minutes, unable to raise his head. Then he sat and laid down in the yard. And that's when I lost it and began to bawl my eyes out at 2:30 am in my front yard.
He's asleep on my bed on a blanket now. I'm not sure if I can keep myself from crying any more tonight.
Max's twelfth birthday is in six days.
I have a very difficult call to make in the morning.
This is the deciding moment.
Max woke me up an hour ago, crying like I've never heard him cry before. I took him outside, hoping that maybe he just really had to poop or something. He walked to the center of the yard and began to get very, very sick. Then he just stood there for a few minutes, unable to raise his head. Then he sat and laid down in the yard. And that's when I lost it and began to bawl my eyes out at 2:30 am in my front yard.
He's asleep on my bed on a blanket now. I'm not sure if I can keep myself from crying any more tonight.
Max's twelfth birthday is in six days.
I have a very difficult call to make in the morning.