so there was this dreaded medical test that luke was going to take.
it has been talked about for years and
had finally been scheduled.
my stomach has been firmly in knots
in anticipation of the testing day.
the
o n l y
thing that i could point to as a gift
of that day
were the diddy riese cookies
that we were all going to get
after the very, very long and rough day.
bob and i have a
steadfast and wonderful
relationship with these cookies
and they have been at all
of the major events in our lives and
on plenty of mundane tuesdays as well.
yesterday, i briefly asked one of luke’s specialists
if he had any thoughts about said test
and he lovingly but firmly said
“don’t even test him.”
i have trusted this man with luke’s life before
and i still do today.
so, today, i get to cancel the awful test and
breathe deeply and know
that we will get the cookies again soon,
just not after that formerly dreaded day.