Beloved Sports Reporter’s 2-Year-Old Daughter Has Passed Away Following Valiant Battle With Leukemia

Hallie Kyed was diagnosed with acute myeloid leukemia in April 2023, nine months ago, at the age of two. Sadly, Hallie lost her life on January 21 at the age of 2, as her father, Doug Kyed, an NFL reporter for the Boston Herald, revealed on Instagram.

Kyed claims that after his daughter experienced a relapse after receiving a bone marrow transplant, things took a turn for the worst. Her chemo had run its course.

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Doug writes, “On Sunday morning, Hallie passed away peacefully in her sleep while Jen and I held her hands in bed.” “Without Hallie, we’re sad and totally lost. Never again will our lives be the same.

Doug went on to say that his young daughter “was a special kid.” Furthermore, “she made a positive impact on so many people she met,” even at the age of two.

Olivia was blessed to have the greatest baby sister, and we were fortunate to be her parents.

The family “spent special time at the hospital last week, but we held out hope for remission because of how brave, strong, and resilient Hallie had been through her entire nine-month battle with acute myeloid leukemia and all of its complications,” the reporter said, adding that they “knew the prognosis was poor when she relapsed after her bone marrow transplant.”

However, despite Hallie’s bravery and fortitude in the face of such adversity, “her aggressive form of leukemia had grown out of control by the time she started a trial treatment, and chemotherapy after transplant was ineffective.”

Doug gave Boston Children’s Hospital’s physicians high marks for their efforts because “they did everything they could to help Hallie, and she beat AML every day for over nine months straight.” After her successful transplant in October, or even when she was first diagnosed in April, nothing could have possibly prepared us for this moment.

Hallie would shout “DADDDDYYY” at him, requesting that he “take her on a walk around the hospital floor.” The bereaved father revealed that Hallie would also give him “sweet little pats on the back when I took her out of her crib.”

Hal, my koala baby, my tiny Hallie Bear, my Sour Patch Kid… was incredibly gorgeous, hilarious by nature (and knew it), and destined to be a dancing class star. The medical personnel, doctors, and nurses enjoyed guessing which princess attire she would be sporting that day (or at that certain hour).

Doug also hopes that those who are grieving for his daughter will learn one thing from her: “to know exactly what you want and to be persistent in asking for it, whether it’s going on a walk, riding in the car, or wearing one particular Disney dress (usually Cruella).” Despite the fact that “the world is a worse place without Hallie in it,” he hopes.

I will miss giving her a head kiss, petting her hair, and telling her how much I adore her. Hallie indefinitely.

On January 26, Hallie will be laid to rest. The Kyed family is in our thoughts and prayers during this especially trying time.

My little son kept saying a ghost followed him. What I discovered next changed our lives

Lately, our little boy Hudson has changed. He used to be a bundle of joy, always laughing and playing, but now, he’s been crying non-stop, scared of everything, and even started to stutter. He kept saying a ghost was following him at home. It really freaked me out, so I wanted to take his mind off those spooky thoughts.

A Frightening Encounter
Last weekend, we went to the children’s room and then out for some ice cream at a local cafe. I was sitting there with Hudson when suddenly, he turned pale upon seeing one of the waitresses. He started shaking and crying, and I was just terrified for him.

“Baby, what’s wrong?” I asked, trying to calm him.

“It’s a ghost…Dad told me,” he whispered, clutching my hand tightly.

“There are no ghosts, baby…”

“This one is real! I saw her in our house a few days ago, but Dad said he’d protect me and…,” Hudson trailed off, his eyes wide with fear.

Unraveling the Mystery
The mention of his father sent chills down my spine. Hudson’s father and I had separated a year ago, and he had visitation rights every weekend. But what could he possibly have told Hudson to make him this terrified? Determined to get to the bottom of this, I decided to have a talk with my ex-husband, James.

When I confronted James, he seemed genuinely surprised and concerned about Hudson’s behavior. “I have no idea what he’s talking about,” he insisted. “I’ve never mentioned any ghosts to him.”

But Hudson’s fear was real, and I knew something was terribly wrong. I decided to investigate further, starting with the waitress at the cafe. Her name was Emily, and she looked about my age, with a kind but sad expression.

“I’m sorry to bother you, but my son seems to be really scared of you. Do you know why that might be?” I asked her.

Emily looked shocked. “I’ve never seen your son before today,” she said, her eyes widening. “I can’t imagine why he’d be afraid of me.”

Dark Revelations
Determined to protect Hudson, I started to dig into James’s past. I discovered that Emily had been a close friend of his in college. They had lost touch over the years, but there was something more sinister in their past. Emily had been involved in a tragic accident that left her in a coma for months. When she woke up, she claimed to have seen spirits and was shunned by many, including James.

“Do you think it’s possible that Hudson might be sensing something…supernatural?” I asked hesitantly.

Emily sighed. “I don’t know. But if he’s seeing something, it might be related to that accident. I never meant to scare him.”

Just then, Hudson’s voice piped up from behind me. “Mommy, she’s the ghost I saw in our house.”

Emily and I exchanged horrified looks. “Hudson, what do you mean?” I asked, my heart pounding.

He explained in his little voice, “I saw her in the living room. She was crying and told me she was sorry.”

Emily’s face went white. “That sounds like me. I used to visit James at his place sometimes. Maybe…I left some part of me there.”

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