I love coming here and knowing that when I say, "We have clinic on Friday," 99 percent of you know exactly what I mean. And you know how I'm feeling. You know because many of you have sat in my chair before. Hoping for this bit of news or that. Gleaning the positives from all that you hear all of the doctors say to and at you.
You know what VCUG stands for without looking at me like I might be speaking a different language. You know that the results of a renal ultrasound could spell more tests or bring a good report. You've watched the doctors eye the way your son or daughter stands or moves or ambulates and you've wished you could read minds.
So, as I get my boys ready to have their sister go to the hospital; as I arrange extra childcare, as I prepare my heart for some good and some not-so-good news, I know that next Monday when I come here to tell you how it went, you will all know what I'm feeling. What I've been through. What my daughter has endured.
Because you've been there, too.
And because we're community.
So, thank you. For being my people. My neighbors on this journey.
(from the HennHouse).