The word was like a drumbeat from hell. PULL-UPS.

Pull-ups? Pull-ups? Why don’t you just say DIAPERS Mom? She thought as she turned red and began to pile new beads of sweat on her forehead. Her heart thumped in her chest uncontrollably (which actually seemed like an odd reaction to the girl at the time).

Noticing the redness and sweat immediately, “I knew you weren’t going to like this idea but it’s the best one we’ve got at this point. No one has to know and I’m going to expect you to deal with it like a young woman. If you need help, I’ll help you. But this is how it’s gonna be…OK?”

“Kay.” She said through clenched teeth.

“Now. One more thing – earlier this week I made an appointment for you to see my doctor. The appointment with Dr. Yepp is for tomorrow…”