*Lumi*
The sun is setting as Zac and I walk hand-in-hand down the tree-lined path leading to the specialist's office. We have been through so much since we met, and for each obstacle our love for each other only seems to deepen. My pregnancy brings us immense joy, but it also brings more challenges and fears.

My leukemia diagnosis is devastating, has always been to me, but we face it together now and that helps. Always the optimist, I believed that I could manage my health well enough without the meds to get through the pregnancy, but lately, I feel more and more fatigued.

Zac squeezes my hand as we approach the entrance to the building. "Whatever happens, Lumi, we will get through it together".

I look up at him, knowing that my eyes are glistening with unshed tears. "I know, Zac. I love you so much".

"I love you too". He says, pulling me in for a tender kiss.

There has to be a way, not only because I want our baby more than anything, but because I want to make Zac a father.

Inside the sterile, white waiting room, we sit together, fingers entwined, awaiting the doctor's arrival. Dr. Stevenson, a renowned leukemia specialist, has been recommended by my regular physician.

Zac has performed a miracle, and must have pulled some serious treads and put on all his charms to get us an appointment already today. We drive almost two hours to get here. We hope he has answers and a treatment plan that can help me get better and save our unborn son.

First a nurse takes som tests and draws some blood, nothing new in that.

Finally, the door opens, and Dr. Stevenson enters. He is an older man, with silver hair and a comforting smile. "Good afternoon, Lumi and Zac. I have reviewed your case, and I understand the concerns you are facing. Let's go over your options".

We listen intently as Dr. Stevenson outlines the standard treatments for leukemia. However, when he broaches the subject of my pregnancy, his tone grows somber. "Given your current condition, I have to be honest with you. The best course of action would be to end the pregnancy now. It would allow us to resume your treatment immediately and give you the best chance of recovery. At this rate you risk getting to a point where we won't be able to stabilisere you again".

I know that my face pales, and I feel tears well up in my eyes. I shake my head vehemently. "No, I can't do that. There has to be another way. Zac, please".

Zac holds me close, and I know he is feeling the weight of the decision bearing down on us. He looks at Dr. Stevenson imploringly. "Isn't there anything else we can try ?"

The doctor hesitates for a moment, then sighs. "There is one other option. It's a new medication that's been showing promising results in clinical trials. It's designed to be safe for use during pregnancy, but I have to warn you, it's still experimental, so there is no guarantees".

My eyes light up with a glimmer of hope. "I am ready to do it. I will try the new medicine. Anything to save our baby".

Dr. Stevenson nods. "I understand. I will arrange for you to start the treatment as soon as possible. However, I must emphasize that this is still a risk, and we'll need to monitor both you and the baby very closely".

Zac and I agree, we are both willing to take the chance if it means the possibility of a healthy future for our family.

Dr. Stevenson explains more about the experimental drug and the possible side effects. As he speaks, I find myself gripped by fear and uncertainty, but I also feel a sense of hope. This new treatment could be the key to saving both me and our baby. I glance at Zac, and I see the same mix of emotions in his eyes. He squeezes my hand, and I know we are in this together, no matter what.

As we sit in the cold, sterile office, listening to the doctor talk I can't help but think about the life growing inside me. Our baby boy, who we already love so much. I imagine holding him in my arms, watching him grow up, and seeing him experience the world. The thought of losing him is too much to bear.

Tears are streaming down my face as Dr. Stevenson finishes explaining the treatment plan. He hands me a box containing the medication, along with detailed instructions on how to take it. Zac wraps his arm around my shoulders, and hands me a paper towel, providing comfort and strength as I sob.

"I know this is hard". Dr. Stevenson says, his voice gentle and empathetic. "But you are both incredibly brave, and I believe this is the best chance we have. We will monitor your progress closely and adjust the treatment if necessary. Remember, you are not alone in this fight".

With the box in hand, Zac and I leave the specialist's office, stepping back into the fading sunlight. The weight of our decision sits heavily on our hearts, but the love we share for each other and our unborn child carries us forward.

As we walk down the tree-lined path, Zac pulls me in for a tight hug. "We will get through this, Lumi". He whispers, his breath warm against my ear. "No matter what happens, I will be right here, by your side. You and I can handle anything".

I nod, my eyes brimming with tears again. "I know, Zac. And I will fight with everything I have, for both of us".

What will happen may still be uncertain, but the love and determination that bind us together give us the strength to face whatever lies ahead. I know Zac is beyond worried that he could lose me. But I know that we can do this, me,  Zac and our little spunk".