Friday, May 14, 2010

He Has My Heart

Little A has a heart murmur and a defective valve.

Neither is a big deal.

The valve MAY need to be replaced at some time.

We assumed this would be in 50 years.

We learned it could be in 50 years, 5 years, 5 months.

You never know when it may stop working. Either way, it is treatable.

With an upcoming visit to the cardiologist, the valve was on my mind and I mentioned it to Little A.

Here is what was said:

Mom: I do hope your 'ticker' is okay.

Little A: Don't talk about my heart, okay?

Mom: Why can't we talk about your heart?

Little A: I get scared I'm going to be dead.

Oh, how I love that little boy, his candor, his raw emotion, his fear. Little does he know, I would give him my heart if ever needed ... wait he already has it.