Blessed
They always say that you never know what you have until it's gone. Today, I can honestly say that I am SO SOOO thankful that we didn't have to learn how much we love our son the hard way. A week or so ago, we received a call from the hospital saying that we had an appointment for our son today at 11am. Mind you, we didn't make the appointment, so we called and asked them, and apparently our doctor had set it up because his white blood cell count was low for like the 4th time and they were quite concerned....which usually means something REALLY bad. :'( As you can imagine, i have been nothing but a bundle of nerves since then. When we arrived to the hospital today, I felt like I was going to puke; I hadn't eaten in 2 days because I was so nervous. Of course, before he could be seen, he had to have his blood drawn and when he was screaming and yelling, I just kept thinking to myself "if this is the start of all of the pokes he is going to get, I am going to cry.