At the time I shrugged my shoulders. I didn't have my answer until later, when I held my sleeping child, marvelling at how sweet and beautiful his sleeping face was to me.
The simple answer is that there is that too much does not exist when your child is concerned. I would willingly drive myself into a debt I could not possibly recover from for Connor. I would work as many jobs as I had to...and if that was not enough I would beg, lie, even steal if that was the only way that I could obtain the means to save his life.
Even though I don't believe that prayer works, I am not ashamed to ask for prayers, or even animal sacrifice for his benefit just on the OFF chance that there could be some positive result.
As for what I would be willing to put him through physically and emotionally...I don't have an answer to that question and I desperately hope I never have to face it. I would urge him to fight as much as he had the capacity to fight. He is strong and stubborn and I know it would take a lot before I was willing to let him give up.
It is hard...and yet it is easy. When your child is first put into your arms you know that the tiny person you're holding is bigger than you....and there is nothing you wouldn't do for them. If you have someone in your life that you would die for, kill for....how could it be possible that ANYTHING would be too much?