A Day not worth Repeating

My phone rang at 6:00am, which is never a good sign. The hubs called me on his way to work. His brother, who works for him, called him to say our 14 week old niece had stopped breathing and an ambulance was on the way to their house. I got that info and waited 20 minutes for an update. those were the longest 20 minutes ever spent. I don't think there has been a time where I have cried so hard or prayed so much. My mind was going places I didn't want it to go; I was scared out of my mind.
At 6:20 I got a call that said she was breathing again, but on her way to the hospital. At 7:30, I got a call that said they were going to keep her overnight to run some tests. I made the decision to go to the hospital to see how things were going. By the time I got there, she was being sent home. All the tests they had run came back normal. They think it was acid reflux that startled the vocal chords and stopped her breathing. So frightening!

At 1:15 this afternoon the hubs called me again. The mole they cut off his leg last week was Melanoma. For those of you keeping track, that's his 4th Melanoma. The first 2 went into his lymph system and caused him to go through a year's worth of chemo type treatment. The 3rd, this past Thanksgiving, was only on the surface and not a worry. This one is a little deeper. They are concerned that it might have traveled into his lymph system again, so are scheduling a surgery to find out.

I am beside myself with the way this day has turned out. Try as I might, I can not figure out why this keeps happening to him. The hubs is pretty torn up about it and I'm not doing so well myself. I've leaned on God today more than ever. I do believe, he is carrying me right now.