Infit

I really like Latin. The language I mean. Its age and relative obscurity to modern folk grant it a healthy respect I think. There is an elegance to it too that I am not educated enough to properly describe.

I understand "ex dolor" to translate as "from pain", which appropriately describes my motivation in writing here. Per above this is maybe a more respectable and elegant title than the English alternative.

My daughter Raina was diagnosed with a brain tumor the day after her first birthday. She spent the next eight days in the hospital being poked, prodded, irradiated, sedated, cut open and ultimately stitched back up only for us to learn that the tumor was malignant, aggressive and pushing up against her brain stem.

The devastation that this diagnosis has wrought on our little family unit is hard to describe. I sit here, despairing, on the eve of a meeting where the final pathology report will be presented to us... fearful of any and all eventualities that may unfold.

I have hope that this blog can serve as a kind of therapy for my wife and I during these uncertain times... And maybe even as a means of communicating with family and friends when we find it hard to speak the words.