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October 8, 2009 by: Shell

Holding My Breath

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.

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Welcome to Things I Can't Say: Tips and Tales from an Introverted Mom. I'm Shell. Boy mom, beach girl, bookworm, ball games, baker, brand ambassador, Thinking yoga, food, and travel should start with "b," too. Finding the easiest way to do some things while overthinking so many others. Read More…

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