Lizze is home sick with Elliott, who’s still sick. Gavin and I are in the waiting room at Dr. Reynolds office.
I’m so nervous about this appointment because I know what we’re looking at and neither option is good.
Gavin’s chillin on the couch playing his tablet as he’s waiting and I’m trying not to puke all over the floor. My anxiety is so high over this that I’m sick to my stomach.
I want so badly for this to be over with and resolved. Gavin deserves to be safe, happy and healthy.
