This time last year I was on night 1 of at least 4 or 5 nights of absolutely no sleep. This time tomorrow I was desperately trying to look into my 5 week old baby girl’s eyes still hoping for a miraculous miracle. This time the following day I was handing my tiny baby to a surgeon and literally collapsing and choking in fear… This time the day after I was learning to put in and care for a minuscule contact and instructed to patch my daughter’s “good eye” half her waking hours – Awesome to decipher for a newborn right?  This time last year was just filled with the unknown… Would the surgery be…