Last night we watched the Patriots win yet another Super Bowl. Kudos to them. It wasn’t that interesting of a game in my opinion. I was in it mainly for the commercials. Part way through the game though, something hit me. That awful panic feeling in your stomach. Where you begin to sweat and your heart rate rises. Your breathing quickens. And suddenly I’m flashed back to February 5th, 2017, sitting in a tiny hospital room with our Kendal Mae, praying that tomorrow we learn she hasn’t really relapsed and that her neutropenia is just from a nasty virus.