MRI am Freaking Out, Part Two
This morning we're taking Leta in for an MRI on her spinal cord. Although we've been through this before I'm still a bit anxious. We're sending her back into the Wonkanator.
She's in remarkably good spirits this morning even though she hasn't had anything to eat in over 12 hours and won't be able to eat for at least another six hours. She's currently talking to the DVD remote while opening the tray, closing the tray, opening the tray, closing the tray, blissfully unaware of what we have to do today.
I think if she did know that she'd appreciate any good vibes sent her way. Right now I'm praying to any God who will hear me.
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Heather talks about overcoming depression on today's Momversation.
- Leta: "STOP FOLLOWING ME, COCO!"
I wonder where she picked up that exclamation.
- Me: "Hey Marlo, here's a vibrantly colored, squeaky toy made specifically for your age group!"
Marlo: "Got any knives?"
- @makeandtakes my pleasure! Had a great time with you guys!
