{"id":3326,"date":"2025-11-03T15:40:34","date_gmt":"2025-11-03T15:40:34","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/?p=3326"},"modified":"2025-11-03T15:40:34","modified_gmt":"2025-11-03T15:40:34","slug":"were-sorry-its-cancer-weve-spent-150-nights-in-the-hospital-i-quit-my-job-my-husband-ran-out-of-sick-days-moms-newborn-diagnosed-w","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/?p=3326","title":{"rendered":"\u2018We\u2019re sorry. It\u2019s cancer.\u2019 We\u2019ve spent 150+ nights in the hospital. I quit my job. My husband ran out of sick days.\u2019: Mom\u2019s newborn diagnosed with Leukemia, community sacrifices sick days to help"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>\u201cNovember 29th, 2017 was the best day of our lives. On this day, my husband and I welcomed our daughter, Kinsley Michelle Green, into the world. At this point, I honestly thought the hardest was behind us. Having been in labor over 36 hours and ending up in surgery for an emergency c-section, we thought we had been through the worst.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-3327\" src=\"http:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/megangreen13-860x645-1-300x225.jpeg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" srcset=\"https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/megangreen13-860x645-1-300x225.jpeg 300w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/megangreen13-860x645-1-768x576.jpeg 768w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/megangreen13-860x645-1-800x600.jpeg 800w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/megangreen13-860x645-1.jpeg 860w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-3328\" src=\"http:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/megangreen12-900x1200-1-225x300.jpeg\" alt=\"\" width=\"225\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/megangreen12-900x1200-1-225x300.jpeg 225w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/megangreen12-900x1200-1-768x1024.jpeg 768w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/megangreen12-900x1200-1.jpeg 900w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 225px) 100vw, 225px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>We were so overjoyed to finally have our baby girl in our arms. 10 fingers, 10 toes, blonde hair, blue eyes, 7 lbs 2 oz, 19.5 inches tall. She was perfect. Kinsley was the best baby. The kind of baby other mothers would be jealous of. She slept great, she ate great, she was always so happy. Until she wasn\u2019t.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-3329\" src=\"http:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/megangreen1-900x1200-1-225x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"225\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/megangreen1-900x1200-1-225x300.jpg 225w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/megangreen1-900x1200-1-768x1024.jpg 768w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/megangreen1-900x1200-1.jpg 900w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 225px) 100vw, 225px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Late September of 2018, we noticed a shift in our bubbly little girls\u2019 personality. Something just wasn\u2019t right. Kinsley stopped sleeping through the night. She had a diaper rash that we couldn\u2019t control. She was constantly fussy, and the days seemed like years. My mom instincts were on high alert and over the next 3 weeks we had 1 well visit and 3 sick visits to the pediatrician.<\/p>\n<p>They continually told me it was average baby things, that she was teething, that she was fine, that this was normal. I knew there was nothing normal about it. After the fourth visit, Kinsley got progressively sleepier. She didn\u2019t want to drink her bottles and didn\u2019t want to play. Just a couple days earlier she was playing all day and getting into everything. I didn\u2019t feel at peace with the way our little girl had changed. We felt lost on what to do next, and how to \u2018fix it\u2019.<\/p>\n<p>On Monday, October 22nd, I noticed a rash on Kinsley\u2019s legs. I thought, \u2018Funny thing. I ALWAYS washed Kinsley\u2019s clothes before letting her wear them.\u2019 ALWAYS. But on this day, Kinsley had gone through so many clothes that I grabbed a onesie that had not been washed. Of course, when I first saw the rash, I blamed myself. However, once again, I decided to call the pediatrician.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-3330\" src=\"http:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/megangreen2-900x599-1-300x200.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"200\" srcset=\"https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/megangreen2-900x599-1-300x200.jpg 300w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/megangreen2-900x599-1-768x511.jpg 768w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/megangreen2-900x599-1.jpg 900w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>It was 4:00pm on a Monday. After speaking to them, they told us to head right in. It was just me and Kinsley. My husband, David, is a high school teacher and football coach, so he was on the practice field. At this time, he didn\u2019t even know we were heading to the pediatrician because he didn\u2019t have his phone. Once Kinsley and I walked through the door, our pediatrician took one look at Kinsley and told us to head to the Emergency Room at Huntsville Hospital.<\/p>\n<p>They told me they feared that she had a blood infection and that we would not have the time to make it to Children\u2019s Hospital in Birmingham. It was a one-and-a-half-hour drive away. So, Kinsley and I jumped in the car and headed to the ER. The fear, the sadness, the heartbreak I was feeling at this moment can\u2019t be properly described in words.<\/p>\n<p>I tried my hardest to hold it together. I managed to get in touch with the wife of one of my husband\u2019s colleagues so he would know we needed him to meet us at the hospital. I thought we would be there without him for a while, that I would have to walk through those ER doors with my 10-month-old baby by myself. But by some miracle David had beaten us there and was waiting to comfort me so we could tackle this together.<\/p>\n<p>They ran every test possible on Kinsley but wouldn\u2019t tell us any results. SIX HOURS later the doctor walked through the doors with two child life specialists by his side and sat us down to have the talk no parent ever wants to have.<\/p>\n<p>Life comes at you fast. On Saturday, October 20th, we were at my sister\u2019s engagement party and by Monday we were in the ER being told, \u2018You don\u2019t want to know what I\u2019m thinking\u2019 and \u2018We are so sorry, but we believe your daughter has cancer.\u2019 The next hours and, let\u2019s be completely honest, days were a blur.<\/p>\n<p>We took the slowest ambulance ride I\u2019ve ever seen to Birmingham. We were told that there was only room for one of us in the ambulance and that I had to ride up front because there wasn\u2019t room in the back for me to be with Kinsley. This was honestly the longest two hours of my life. My oh-so-sick baby was in the back of the ambulance with strangers while I sat up front, emotional and confused. We finally arrived at Children\u2019s Hospital a little before 3:00am. I had left our house 11 hours earlier with Kinsley thinking it was a simple rash. And now here I was walking into our second ER with my 10-month-old daughter who I was just told had cancer.<\/p>\n<p>Our whole family was there to wait on us and yet somehow, I just walked past all of them. I was no longer crying. I was in a daze. We met with doctor after doctor, they talked to us using terms that at the time I swore were another language. Luckily, my sister Geordan is a nurse and was able to be with us to take notes and translate all of the knowledge being thrown at us.<\/p>\n<p>We were told Kinsley needed multiple blood and platelet transfusions because her levels were dangerously low. At the time, the thought of someone else\u2019s blood being given to our daughter was terrifying. Now, many transfusions later, it is \u2018normal\u2019 for us. We eventually made it into a room on the Special Care Unit because Kinsley was not well enough to be on the Oncology Unit just yet. She required constant monitoring. My tiny baby girl was hooked up to so many cords. It is still hard for me to look back on these pictures. It is not always pretty like the smiley bald kids you see in the commercials.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-3331\" src=\"http:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/megangreen10-900x1600-1-169x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"169\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/megangreen10-900x1600-1-169x300.jpg 169w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/megangreen10-900x1600-1-576x1024.jpg 576w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/megangreen10-900x1600-1-768x1365.jpg 768w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/megangreen10-900x1600-1-864x1536.jpg 864w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/megangreen10-900x1600-1.jpg 900w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 169px) 100vw, 169px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>The next morning, we sat down with our oncologist. She was so patient with us and continues to be to this day. She confirmed a diagnosis of Acute Lymphoblastic Leukemia. Because Kinsley was younger than one year old, she required a much more aggressive approach. The next day, our baby girl went into surgery to receive her port, get her first dose of chemo into her spine, and get a Bone Marrow Aspiration to tell us what percent of her marrow was Leukemia. After surgery, Kinsley had a hard time waking up and ended up on oxygen. We found out that Kinsley has a mild heart condition that certain medicines can activate. The days that followed were full of chemo and researching treatment plans and side effects. We didn\u2019t sleep for days on end. One of us would sit up with her beside her bed just to watch her and make sure she was okay. It is honestly hard to put myself back in those days and the emotions that took over us.<\/p>\n<p>Since those first days, a lot has happened. We have spent Kinsley\u2019s first birthday in the hospital. We have spent Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Years, and now Easter in the hospital.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-3332\" src=\"http:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/megangreen11-900x1600-1-169x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"169\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/megangreen11-900x1600-1-169x300.jpg 169w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/megangreen11-900x1600-1-576x1024.jpg 576w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/megangreen11-900x1600-1-768x1365.jpg 768w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/megangreen11-900x1600-1-864x1536.jpg 864w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/megangreen11-900x1600-1.jpg 900w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 169px) 100vw, 169px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>I will spare you all of the medical details and jargon. But to say things have been easy since those few days is far from the truth. On top of the side effects of chemo, she also has developed other complications. Twice now, doctors have walked in the room to tell us of a complication that in some cases could be fatal. Twice God has helped Kinsley defy the odds. Kinsley battled a fungal infection, pneumatosis, fevers, viruses, and mucositis. She has overcome all of these, but because of her compromised immune system from chemo, she runs the risk of new complications coming into play daily.<\/p>\n<p>Kinsley is close to finishing her 3rd round of chemo out of 5. After she completes 5 rounds of inpatient chemotherapy, she will then face 2 years of maintenance chemotherapy. But thankfully we can do the maintenance portion of treatment outpatient and only need to go to the clinic once a week. This means sleeping in our own beds!<\/p>\n<p>After six months in treatment, Kinsley is way too used to being poked and prodded at all hours of the day. She is used to being attached to an IV pole all day. She takes more oral medicines in a day than an elderly person. And that doesn\u2019t even include the ones that go through her port. The fact that all of this is normal to her breaks my heart.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-3333\" src=\"http:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/megangreen9-900x1200-1-225x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"225\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/megangreen9-900x1200-1-225x300.jpg 225w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/megangreen9-900x1200-1-768x1024.jpg 768w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/megangreen9-900x1200-1.jpg 900w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 225px) 100vw, 225px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>The hospital is now our home. Over the past few months, we have spent way more time there than at home. Her nurses are now my friends, some we have made lifetime connections with. They are our biggest blessings through all of this. They have cried with us and laughed with us. They have shared Kinsley\u2019s milestones with us and celebrated holidays with us. Our nurses are truly heaven sent and we are so thankful to have them walk this path with us. We honestly couldn\u2019t do it without them.<\/p>\n<p>We have spent roughly 150 nights in the hospital, and we have many more to come. During all of this, I have not left Kinsley\u2019s side. I had to quit my job in order to spend every night with her. My husband David has to make the one-and-a-half hour drive from home to the Children\u2019s hospital in order to see his daughter. And that\u2019s just one way.<\/p>\n<p>Not long ago, David ran out of sick days. I created a post on Facebook asking for help. The amount of people who have shared days with us is overwhelming. We are truly so blessed. David will now be able to be with us as much as we need him while still working and coaching and fulfilling that commitment. We will never be able to thank the people who stepped up to make this possible enough.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-3334\" src=\"http:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/megangreen5-900x900-1-300x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/megangreen5-900x900-1-300x300.jpg 300w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/megangreen5-900x900-1-150x150.jpg 150w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/megangreen5-900x900-1-768x768.jpg 768w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/megangreen5-900x900-1.jpg 900w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>I do not want pity for what we are facing. Instead, I would love it if you would research more into Childhood Cancer. Support Childhood Cancer fundraisers that you may run across. Buy the $5 bracelet that you see advertised, donate items to your local hospital. Every little bit helps. I know when it isn\u2019t your child it feels so far away, like it could never happen to you. But the day before Kinsley was diagnosed, I was just where you are. I wasn\u2019t the mom of a child fighting cancer either.\u201d<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-3335\" src=\"http:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/megangreen4-900x600-1-300x200.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"200\" srcset=\"https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/megangreen4-900x600-1-300x200.jpg 300w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/megangreen4-900x600-1-768x512.jpg 768w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/megangreen4-900x600-1.jpg 900w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u201cNovember 29th, 2017 was the best day of our lives. 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