Does she feel pain?

We started our morning today with our new unpleasant weekly ritual: To give Shaina an injection. You betcha she doesn’t like it, but she doesn’t cry. Today, after Naomi administered the shot, Shaina looked at me and announced, “It’s sore”. I wasn’t sure if I should whoop or cry. The only thing worse than seeingContinue reading “Does she feel pain?”

Stump the doctor

Shaina staggered out of bed last Friday. Over twenty-five years of parenting, we’ve guided our fair share of zombified children to their beds. We’ve never had to steer one from her bed. Had any of our other children lurched drunkenly into the living room, we might have chuckled. Not with Shaina.  My mind raced from zero toContinue reading “Stump the doctor”

Speaking to the Great Professor

I will admit to feeling high levels of stress and anxiety yesterday. Thankfully, I remembered the story of the Professor of Hanipoli.  Shaina started coughing (again) earlier this week. A visit to her pulmonologist confirmed what we had suspected: a viral chest and ear infection. We left with a shopping list for the pharmacy andContinue reading “Speaking to the Great Professor”

A medical crisis out of nowhere

Pesach 2020 was unlike any Pesach our family had experienced. In addition to the typical frenetic pre-Pesach prep, we worked hard to ensure that everyone in our community had their Pesach needs. We set up a Covid-friendly system for people to collect the hand-baked shemura matzos we’d usually distribute before Pesach. We packaged seder-to-go packs. And weContinue reading “A medical crisis out of nowhere”