i have a bit of anxiety. you see, molly's been complaining of back pain. on an almost daily basis.
i called her surgeon's office last and spoke with one of his PA's (Theresa, a love), and she said it could simply be from healing.
i am trying to trust in God. trust trust trust. hand it over to Him, take it back, hand it back, when i give in to thinking about the implications of said pain. i truly am trying not to "go there," but even molly is making wincing faces when i ask how she's feeling. :: dang ::
just throwing it out there (throwing it up here?) i feel the panic wanting to show itself alive and thriving in the back of my throat. i want the panic to go away, i want her to feel better, i want this to be over.
our next visit is on monday. i am treading water to keep from sinking...i'm not one for leaning.