It's been 8 hours since his pediatrician walked back into the room with the referral card in his hand. My son is sleeping restlessly now. My eyes are burning with exhaustion and my mind teetering between disbelief and depression. Will he be able to have a wife and children? Will he be able to go away to college? Will he cry and ask how much longer? What quality of life will he have to have to fight for survival every day? I'm just heartbroken.