It was a freaky feeling, knowing there was something wrong with my kid that was bad enough to warrant the ER, but not knowing what, wondering if I was literally racing against the clock. I got a brief glimpse of something terrible, and I didn't like it. When I got home and saw my little boy up and about, you bet your ass I held him close.
Thursday, April 19, 2007
Bat outta hell? Nah, just me
It was a freaky feeling, knowing there was something wrong with my kid that was bad enough to warrant the ER, but not knowing what, wondering if I was literally racing against the clock. I got a brief glimpse of something terrible, and I didn't like it. When I got home and saw my little boy up and about, you bet your ass I held him close.
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I'm so glad it wasn't any worse than it was. I live in fear of allergic reactions, a nephew has a mild peanut allergy.
Cool comic program, too.
Isn't that the worst feeling.
Atticus used to have fever convulsions. The first time I was home alone and he climbed up into my arms, started shaking and rolled his eyes into the back of his head before passing out.
Needless to say I lost a few years of my life right then.
I rode in the back of the ambulance with him, holding his hand as he cried and screamed. I don't recommend it.
On a lighter note, isn't that comic program awesome. I told you the mac was great!
I love the comic, and really glad to hear that lil' Henry is fine. So what new laptop did you get anyhoo?
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