I am almost failing my post-a-day goal! But today was a crazy one. It went something like this:
Parent schedules doctor’s appointment for later in the day.
Doctor confirms concern, sends parent and child to hospital for further testing.
Parent and child go to hospital and wait.
And get awaited-for test.
Results are positive, less extreme than feared. Medicine and follow-ups prescribed.
Parent and child return home after six hours at various medical facilities, for a quick dinner, hefty doses of intense medicine, and bed.
Waiting parent consumes wine and gives thanks for positive diagnosis, which didn’t included the very much feared surgery, or worse, the unspoken but consuming fear of a suspicion of malignancy.
Child is sleeping. Parents are fed and relaxing. Thanks are being raised for this moment, when all is well and the future is hopeful.
And an extra prayer is being sent that the doctors are right.
Please, that they got it right this time.