Noticeably frustrated, Margaret replied “Mrs. Reynolds we are really pushing it here – let me check with the nurse and see if we have anything down here in the lab. If not, we need to move on.” She scurried off.
This left mother and daughter alone again with Jordan still in tears.
“I’m sorry honey – I just want to make sure we get this cleared up – we don’t want you to walk around in pain do we?”
Her mom was being beyond sweet – and it had been really hurting her. As she lay there on the bed in such an exposed state, Jordan once again began thinking about the recent events in her life: the fighting, her dad, the attack, the pressure to grow up, the bedwetting…