Your venting statement brings it all back. The total bliss of the birth of my sons (they are twins) that I thought how blessed are we and what a wonderful life lays ahead - to our world literally began falling apart on the way to the ER and further spiraling for the next two weeks from hell. My seven day old son had his days filled with blood draws, catscans, GI series, spinal tap, etc. It hurt so bad - his life had hardly begun and for what little of it he was experiencing it was in a hospital - the pain was enormous. Your story is a carbon copy of ours. I FULLY understand and relate to your anger, fustration, and pain. The only solace I have is knowing that my son was to young to remember. Just as you stated they are our little miracles and for that I am forever thankful!!!!