This morning, my heart is heavy. In just a little while, Miss Tootsie and I will be leaving to go to the hospital where she will have an MRI and a spinal tap. That little trusting face has been looking at me for over an hour now asking "Where is my morning treat?" I can't explain to her why she cannot have one this morning. To make her so unhappy makes my heart hurt.
I am a mess! You know, with my children, I was fine all the way through any crisis. Breakdown time came only after they were okay. But at least they could yell, cry, etc. All my little girl does is look at me with questioning sad eyes. She does not understand. I don't think we can do this many more times, if any.
We will have to see the results of today's tests, and then decide what we will do in the future. Maybe I am being selfish or foolish, but she is just too little to have to be carrying all she has to carry. I think I had better shut up now. It's getting teary in here, and we are not even in the car yet.
That's about it for this morning. I want the next few minutes to cuddle with my little girl. I will share a photo I took of her riding in the car before we had her car seat. Y'all have a good day.
Hugs, Edna B.