When I first got there it was fine. We sat for about 5 minutes and then were called in. We did some basic tests and then the nurse said the doctor would be right in.
And then we waited an hour.
The doctor finally came in and did a couple more tests.
And then she tells me in the most non chalant manner that Emma might need surgery.
My jaw literally dropped. I was shocked. How can she say it so easily? That’s my daughter. My flesh and blood. My little two year old girl. That’s my baby!!
Oh God, what am I going to do?