I’m trying really hard not to be so stressed out and upset but I really can’t control it.
Adam is healthy and we are so lucky to live in Canada where our health care is pretty much free.
So the emergency room visit two weeks ago cost us nothing. There was a fast and quick response. The child lifestyle contact worked so hard and well to try and keep Adam disttacted. And there was an ease when we were discharged and told the serious things were not of concern and to just keep an eye on things.
So imagine yesterday when I received a phone call from the hospital to book more ultrasounds and a follow up with a specialist.
I thought he was fine. And really he is but they want to make sure there is no permanent damage and that everything is working as it should.
Really it is better to be safe in this case but I really don’t want to subject Adam to these ultrasounds again. The screaming from the last one still rattles my heart and the thought of doing it again to the poor guy brings me to tears.
The nurse suggested we start talking about it so we don’t take him by surprise.
Adam sat on my lap with tears in his eyes and said “Mommy, I don’t want the doctors to do that again.”
The sad part is I’m going to have to hold him down while the doctors do it again.
I’ll be glad when the next 3 appointments are over and the specialist says everything is fine and there is nothing to worry about.
Until then I can’t help but stress and worry.
I guess it comes with being a Mom.
I kinda wish Adam just broke his arm. It would be straight forward, easier to explain to him and he’d have a cool cast to write on.
I should be careful what I wish for, I’m sure broken bones are in my future at some point.