A Mother’s Worst Nightmare

I told her that wasn’t good enough—I wanted the blood work results today. She said it didn’t matter, that his numbers didn’t matter. I asked the pediatrician if, after his scan the following day, I would see her to go over the results. She said she couldn’t meet with me until Thursday at 10 a.m.

We were completely brushed off. We were sent home knowing absolutely nothing. It’s a mother’s worst nightmare—seeing your child unwell, with no answers. I noticed his color changing: one day he was very yellow, the next he wasn’t. He was also sleeping far more than a newborn should.