The difference a day makes

Yesterday morning I was sobbing because you had only peed once each day for the two days you were home. I called the doctor the minute the office opened and they said to give you until night to pee the times and if not call again. I tried to nurse but nothing came out. And it hurt so badly I was crying.
And then there is now. It’s not hurting nearly as badly. You’ve slept most of the night. And you gave me the greatest day before mothers day gift last night,  you peed for the third time in a day.

About Camila

Based in Atlanta, but from the mountains of North Carolina. New widow of a man from Iran. Mother of one precious girl. Anti-human trafficking expert. Sister to 16 siblings (Yes, some of are adopted). Daughter of God.

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