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So there's that moment that happens--
After you've tossed and turned throughout the night listening to your daughter get up and use the bathroom, probably several times,
After you've sat in the waiting room for a couple of hours trying to catch up on work, trying to respond to emails, trying to finish the book you've been enjoying,
After the nurse has called you in because she's finished and awake and ready to think about getting dressed and heading home,
After the doctor has talked to you about the results and the next steps, the ifs and the whens, the possibilities and probabilities, the studies and protocols,
That moment when the doctor touches your arm and you are moms together when she asks if your girl is always this mature and this great,
And you nod and say yes and your throat gets tight and your eyes get hot and the tears flash and splash before you can blink and hold them back.
Then you smile, maybe even laugh, and you say,
"We're good. We've got this."
Because you are and you do.
Happy Slicing,
I have a feeling I know which daughter this is about. Shoot me a text if you need to talk to Marc again.
ReplyDeleteI hope your daughter is okay. Thank you for letting us glimpse into this moment.
ReplyDeleteYour love shines. ❤️
ReplyDeleteYes. You draw this moment so well - the slow build, the sudden tears, the truth of your own realization. I'll be thinking of you and your daughter. May all be well. May you, and she, "have this."
ReplyDeleteOuch
ReplyDeleteSounds like a possible concussion
So much to worry about
The hardest part is not being able to really do anything . . .
But worry!
Onward!
Ok ... reading this too late at night. Let me know if you need anything. You know Chris is a pediatrician at Children's Hospital. Even if you just want to talk... Thinking of you
ReplyDeleteI wish the reason for this writing didn't exist but it sure is powerful honest writing. I could feel your tight throat and wish I could give you a hug.
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