The question hovers over Kelli Hopkins every day.
It rises with her each morning as she feeds her two remaining sick children their seizure medicine — five pills for Mary Elizabeth, seven for Michala. It follows as she packs them and their wheelchairs into the van for another hospital visit, another brain scan, another trip to the emergency room. It wakes her at 2 a.m. each night when she rolls over on the couch she's slept on for years only to see carpet where there used to be a cot.
Should she stay and hope that Georgia legalizes the cannabis-based oil that could possibly help her children, even though political bickering doomed similarly aimed legislation in the spring? Should she go to Colorado, where the medical marijuana drug is available, though she and her children would have to move 1,400 miles away from her still-working husband?
Should she remain in the state where her young son, Abe, died in July from a seizure she says could have been prevented?