My Dad has a unique way of making all his children and grandchildren special. As his eldest child I am his favourite eldest daughter. My next sibling is his favourite second eldest daughter and so on.So in keeping with this tradition,I have done likewise with our children.
My favourite eldest daughter (F.E.D) is 19.She is a special soul, a genuinely nice person, funny and a bit dizzy all in one. And maybe if I type fast enough I can block out the fact that tomorrow she will lie in an mri machine and it will radiate the hell out of her. Tomorrow we will know what's going on and why she has been so sick.
You see just as I thought I had enough on my plate with myself, the China man I ran over came back and threw me a curly one.He messed with my F.E.D and caused her brain to start doing strange and scary things.
Now there's one thing undergoing surgery myself but when my children are effected I feel claustrophobic and helpless. I want to scream take whatever organs I have left but leave my bloody children alone I BEG YOU.
My daughter took all the surgery in her stride, even asking the anaesthetist to wax her eyebrows while she was under and teasing him when he obviously didn't. Through three sessions of micro surgery, as these amazing doctors reconstructed her brain she never whinged once.
So, tomorrow after a few weeks rest, it's all hands on deck again to see how her brain is faring and to see what needs to be done. To prepare for this my F.E.D did what every woman knows works. She bought a new dress. And tomorrow night because she is a tough cookie, because I love her very much and because she says I have to, she will put on her dress and I will take her out to dinner.
My favourite eldest daughter (F.E.D) is 19.She is a special soul, a genuinely nice person, funny and a bit dizzy all in one. And maybe if I type fast enough I can block out the fact that tomorrow she will lie in an mri machine and it will radiate the hell out of her. Tomorrow we will know what's going on and why she has been so sick.
You see just as I thought I had enough on my plate with myself, the China man I ran over came back and threw me a curly one.He messed with my F.E.D and caused her brain to start doing strange and scary things.
Now there's one thing undergoing surgery myself but when my children are effected I feel claustrophobic and helpless. I want to scream take whatever organs I have left but leave my bloody children alone I BEG YOU.
My daughter took all the surgery in her stride, even asking the anaesthetist to wax her eyebrows while she was under and teasing him when he obviously didn't. Through three sessions of micro surgery, as these amazing doctors reconstructed her brain she never whinged once.
So, tomorrow after a few weeks rest, it's all hands on deck again to see how her brain is faring and to see what needs to be done. To prepare for this my F.E.D did what every woman knows works. She bought a new dress. And tomorrow night because she is a tough cookie, because I love her very much and because she says I have to, she will put on her dress and I will take her out to dinner.
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