I am on the way to take Tiny Daughter M to her second MRI. Neither one of us is excited about this. It is times like this that I miss believing in God. I don't believe in petitionary prayers, but it would be nice to feel like I could do something. All I get to do is hold onto her foot while she slides into the big, noisy, scary tube and wish I could take her place.
In good news, she had her first physical therapy appointment and she really liked it. Now she is looking forward to Tuesday mornings.
I hope she is ok. Sounds kind of scary.
ReplyDeleteThanks plaidshoes. The good news is that it's not the worst case scenario. We are staring a new plan to try to "fix" her.
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