Stable scans are a win, but they’re a hard win. Scanxiety has entered the chat.
I know I am not unique in this. I remember seeing adults crying at weddings and telling myself that I will never be like that, and now, here I am falling apart over smiling pictures of my kids at camp and hiding in my closet so none of my other kids will see.
The ER is filled with “neglectful” parents whose children have fallen in the playground and need stitches, or have swallowed too much bubble gum flavored Motrin that their kids suddenly discovered they could open.
I’ve had five c-sections. Only one of them was “planned.” Yes, I labored four times for too many hours, pushed for too many more, and still ended up in the OR having my babies by scalpel. I had three different… Read More ›