Whenever the phone rings and it is the boys’ peds office, especially after one of them has been to the lab to have bloodwork done, I hold my breath as I answer.
Hold my breath, close my eyes in concentration, the hand that isn’t holding the phone is all balled up.
And I stay like that until I hear whose voice is on the other end of the line.
Nurse= good news, no problems
Doctor= bad news, problems, complications, something that will make me cry
Thankfully, we have been getting good news all around healthwise, particularly with Bear, who is our one who gave us quite the scare a few months ago.
But, all it takes is just once getting bad news and you start to brace yourself for it every single time.
I hear you. The stress of that sucks! I'm sorry.
I never had major problems with my girls. We have been blessed in that one.
As for the hormonal girls… my friends say boys get hormonal too. PLUS they bring the girls around. It's never-ending.
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I am so grateful that I havent had to deal with those phone calls. Good luck with all of them in the future
You are absolutely right about that. My now 7 year old had pneumonia when he was 3 and almost died and I still panic when he starts developing anything respiratory.
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