KK.💔 Last Night Was Incredibly Long and Heavy… Jazzy’s Fever Persists Despite Transfusion and Negative Tests

Last night felt endless.

The photo above was taken earlier in the day — Jazzy beaming, full of light, posing with Tinkerbell and her friends like any other 12-year-old at a magical moment.

But that smile disappeared hours later.

We didn’t get back to the Ronald McDonald House until 2:30 a.m.

Jazzy received a blood transfusion overnight — her hemoglobin had dropped dangerously low. Thankfully, her other vital signs stabilized, and the full respiratory panel came back negative. But the fever? Still there. Still unexplained. Doctors call it fever of unknown origin, and that uncertainty alone is exhausting.

The car broke down again.

So her dad had to board an 8-hour train at 1:30 a.m. — leaving in the middle of the night — just to be able to hold her.

All night long she kept repeating the same sentence through her tiredness and discomfort:

“I want Daddy to be here with me…”

Every single time she said it, my heart shattered a little more.

She’s so worn out. So over the hospital. So done with needles, monitors, fevers, and feeling sick to her stomach. She asks for food, then can’t eat. She wants to laugh and play, but her body won’t let her.

Seeing her this discouraged, this small, this drained — it breaks me in ways I can’t even describe.

All I want is for her to wake up tomorrow feeling even a tiny bit better. A little less hot. A little less heavy. A little more like my Jazzy who lights up rooms.

Scans and clinic discussions are coming up soon. We’re praying hard for answers, for relief, for no progression, for strength she shouldn’t have to find at 12 years old.

If you’ve been praying for Jazzy, thank you from the deepest part of our hearts. If you haven’t — please pause for just 10 seconds right now, close your eyes, and whisper her name.

She needs every single prayer tonight.

We love you, sweet girl. We’re right here — even when the nights are long and heavy. Rest if you can. Daddy’s on his way. And so is hope. ❤️🎗️🫶🏼