Nothing Witty

  I got a call today from Turner's doctor.  She called me after office hours from her home number-this made me think something was up.  Well, Turner had some blood in his urine at his check up so now he's being sent to a Nephrologist(kidney specialist).  I am worried to say the least.  Brad has mild kidney disease, so maybe that has something to do with it. 

     I hate feeling helpless.  I hate wondering if something is wrong with my sweet little boy.  I have nothing witty to say, nothing insightful.  What I have is raw unfiltered fear.  Yes my "right mind" knows this could very well be nothing.  Yes my "right mind" knows it could be something benign.  But my mommy mind is reeling out of control and bringing me to my knees.   

   Say a prayer for Turner B.  I know God will be tired of hearing my voice.  I'll let you know what we find once we get in to the specialist.  Thanks--T