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Hi everyone. I’m glad I stumbled upon this thread, because my life turned upside down in an instant, and I wanted to share this with others navigating similar fates. Seven months ago, my three-year-old daughter was diagnosed with Acute lymphoblastic leukemia. To this day, I honestly don't know how I stayed conscious when they delivered that catastrophic news. Since then, my child and I have been confined to a small room at Vinogradska Hospital, isolated from the rest of the world. She started chemotherapy last October. Thank God she’s actually handling it quite well. In these seven months, she’s only vomited twice, and even then, it wasn't caused by the treatment. We had some minor issues with the pills, but we adjusted after a while. Her biggest struggle was really the isolation—the fact that no one, not even her dad, could enter the room; they could only wave through the glass on the door. I managed to explain why it had to be that way, and eventually, she accepted it. I have a younger daughter who was only a year old back then, and now she’s a little girl who can walk and talk. Dorotea hasn't seen her in seven months because young children aren't allowed visits in the ward, and I've only been able to see her a few times during this entire period. She calls me constantly; I miss her and my husband more than words can say. We’ve been hit by a massive tragedy, but somehow we’ve pulled through together, and we're stronger for it. We are finally counting down the days until we can leave. Dorotea has her final session for the first part of her third cycle this Friday, and then we should finally be able to head home. There’s a six-week break between the first and second parts, so I’m truly hoping we can go home... It is long overdue.