In Emergency Room with Child

sick-child

Yesterday I was stressed out about work deadlines and dirty laundry and the state of the grass in my backyard.  Yesterday I was worried about the few extra pounds around my middle and the cost of a new dishwasher.  Yesterday I was mad at my husband for falling asleep in front of the television instead of coming upstairs to bed.

But today one of the kids woke up sick… trip-to-emergency sick… scary-tests-and-too-much-waiting-and-not-enough-pain-meds sick.  Today I don’t care about anything except test results and finding warm blankets to keep him from shaking.  Today I don’t feel hungry or thirsty or sleepy. I am all-powerful and powerless at the same time. And even though the test results are looking good and the pain meds are working, I can’t find deep breaths. Relief is something I will feel tomorrow.

Today I am just a woman in a room with a sick kid. There is nothing else.

 

Author: Kim Scaravelli

Kim Scaravelli is an entrepreneur, marketer, content consultant, and author of “Making Words Work”. The best way to keep in touch is to subscribe to Kim’s popular newsletter. Every second Wednesday, she shares practical writing tips, timely insights, and resources to make your work easier and your content better. To learn more about Kim, visit her website.

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