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When Codi arrived at Children's, I was taken to a small waiting room and asked a lot of questions. The social worker and the nurse were asking me when was the last time I saw Codi; what kind of, if any, bruises Codi had when she left my house; if I ever hit Codi; had I ever seen Brian or his girlfriend hit Codi. I tried to answer their questions while a million thoughts were running through my mind. The social worker told me that it was pretty obvious that Codi was abused and when she said that, I lost what little composure I had. I didn't know what to think. I trusted Brian's girlfriend and yet it looks like she abused my little girl. I was told that Codi was all but a complete bruise from head to toe. They told me she was unresponsive and not breathing on her own. My heart shattered into a million pieces. I wanted to go to her and be with her yet they couldn't let me yet. They had questions that needed answers and also they had to make sure that Codi wouldn't be in danger with me.....