More than a month ago, I posted about our daughter’s upcoming baked egg challenge, and I’ve just realized that I’ve left all five to ten of my readers dangling on the edge of their seats, eagerly awaiting the results.
So, the results:
No results for you. Test didn’t happen. The day of the booking we got all prepped, got through the scratch test with the nurse, got into the doctor’s office, and my daughter coughed. The test was delayed and I was sent packing feeling kinda guilty that I hadn’t recognized the slight post nasal drip (that she ALWAYS has) as a cold.
Two weeks later, we’re booked for a make up and BAM! Another cold. Bah! Why is my kid always sick?
Next available date…March!
So again, we wait. We keep on trucking. My parent instinct is telling me she wouldn’t have passed it anyway at this point. Maybe it’s good she has a little more time to outgrow it. Maybe that’s just self preservation, but it makes me feel less frustrated so I’m sticking with it.
Crying Over Spilt Milk 
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