Addyson has a field trip coming up in dc. She keeps stating she doesn’t want to go. She’s having some reactions to her new meds and she doesn’t want to go and have to deal with the side effects while being stuck on a bus.
Part of me says ok no worries you don’t have to go.
The other part of me feels bad because she may be the only child in her grade staying behind. But then I go back to she’s amazing and strong for not caring and doing what she feels is best. Then I flip back to here is one more thing that is affected by the colon.
Just the constant back and forth – the juggle – the decisions. The second guesses. The worry.