Maybe I shouldn’t have kept the appointments for Sydney at the hospital yesterday. I had my journals of data that I collected and I was ready to present my case. I know I don’t talk about her epilepsy much, but it’s a major part of her life as well.
I drove through a rainstorm in rush hour and we made it 15 minutes early to the hospital. Syd was excited for the appointment and telling everyone Happy New Year. It was 8:15 am and gloomy as hell outside and there was nothing happy about that.
Syd initiated a conversation with the nurse and the nurse winked at me and couldn’t wait to tell the doctor. I felt tears in my eyes in that moment but I snapped out of it quickly.
While we waited for the doctor to come in I made sure I had data from her school, my data and questions in case I began to ramble. When the doctor came in I handed him the data for him to review. He told me we needed to make some decisions and that’s when I told him not today, I wasn’t wearing my Wonder Woman costume.
Earlier that week I took my cape off and all of the responsibilities that came with it. I was waiting for the doctor to make a decision and he was waiting on me and I told him I guess we will be waiting here on Jesus to show up and give us a sign because I had nothing.
There was an awkward silence and then the doctor spoke. He told me that he knew I am a woman of faith and that I will do what’s best for Sydney in that moment. He had so much faith in me and for once I wanted someone else to tell me what to do.
To be continued.