Well, after praying, talking to a couple of people, and praying some more, I sit down with the girls. I explained to them how this is different than all the other times "mom is sick, goes to the hospital, and comes home in a couple of days". I explained how they're doing treatments, but she still got septic, so it's not working, and how dangerous that was. We talked about the reality that one day her body wouldn't be able to fight anymore, and that at some point we're all leaving this walk of life. That it doesn't mean God doesn't care, and that's it's okay to be upset when those moments come. Not saying this is that moment for her, but that it's not good that she's septic while having treatment. How they need to appreciate more each time she does come home, and I wanted to be fair and honest with how dangerous this time is. I told them I'd trade my life for hers if I could so they could have their mom forever. Cause I love her that much, and love them that much. I just didn't want to not say anything, then if something did happen, them have to ask me why I didn't tell them. I cried, they cried, I told them how angry it makes me that I have 2 jobs fixing stuff, but can't fix the one thing I love the most. Not angry at God, or her, a Dr, or even myself, just angry, and it's okay to feel that. You just need to express it in a healthy way. I asked them how they felt, if they'd rather I nit talk to them, and they said they'd been angry if I didn't explain how serious it was, cause they did think she'd just be home tomorrow all better. I told them it doesn't mean she's gonna die, but that it's very serious, and eventually her body wouldn't be able to fight anymore, and they understand that. We cried, hugged, prayed for her, and I'm actually glad I talked to them. I told them that I know dad isn't "cool", but I'm here if they want to talk, or just cry together.