My Daughter Was 15 When She Finally Looked Me in the Eye and Whispered, “I Don’t Tell Dad When I’m Hurting Anymore. He Says I Only Do It for Attention.” The Next Afternoon, I Checked Her Out of School and Drove Her to the Hospital Without a Word to My Husband. Halfway Through the Scan, the Technician Went Completely Quiet.
I thanked the doctor twice and then realized I had one more question: What should we watch for while she recovered?
Dr.
Morris walked me through the follow-up plan and the symptoms that meant we should call the care team right away.
This time I wrote it all down instead of assuming my relief would help me remember.
In the recovery area, Paige looked both incredibly young and strangely serious.
She blinked up at me and said, “I dreamed about a volleyball game.”
“Did you guys win?” I asked.
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