{"id":1062,"date":"2009-06-16T08:23:57","date_gmt":"2009-06-16T08:23:57","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blog.beliefnet.com\/theirbadmother\/2009\/06\/feel-the-fear-and-fear-it-anyway.html"},"modified":"2009-06-16T08:23:57","modified_gmt":"2009-06-16T08:23:57","slug":"feel-the-fear-and-fear-it-anyway","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.beliefnet.com\/columnists\/theirbadmother\/2009\/06\/feel-the-fear-and-fear-it-anyway.html","title":{"rendered":"Feel The Fear And Fear It Anyway"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I spent yesterday morning <a href=\"http:\/\/badladies.blogspot.com\/2009\/06\/peace-in-dyson.html\">in a hospital waiting room<\/a>. Two hours or so, waiting for a doctor to see Emilia, whose face and neck had swollen grotesquely in reaction to a bug bite. Was she allergic? Had the bug bit become infected? Was she mutating into the bug? I didn&#8217;t know. And not knowing things &#8211; especially things that pertain to the health of my children &#8211; terrifies me.<\/p>\n<p>That&#8217;s the thing about hospitals, for me: they are spaces of unknowing. And it&#8217;s not the kind of dynamic, healthy unknowing that defines, say, the space of a school (that is unknowing being treated by learning, unknowing directed upon a journey &#8211; ideally, an endless journey &#8211; toward knowing), it&#8217;s a kind of desperate, anxious unknowing. You go into a hospital knowing &#8211; ! &#8211; that you might not come out with answers. You hope for answers, but you hope more fervently for solutions. <\/p>\n<p>(Sometimes, you hope for no answers. In all my time in hospitals, it has seemed that answers, more often than not, are bad. Far better, in some respects, to hear <i>we don&#8217;t know why your child has been vomiting so much, but she seems fine now<\/i> than to hear <i>your child has spinal meningitis.<\/i> But maybe that&#8217;s just me.)<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ve spent too much time in hospitals, both as a mother and as an aunt. And even though most of that time has ended in happy unknowns (<i>we don&#8217;t know why the vomiting, <a href=\"http:\/\/badladies.blogspot.com\/2009\/06\/peace-in-dyson.html\">what the allergy<\/a>, but he\/she&#8217;ll be fine<\/i>), enough of it hasn&#8217;t (<i><a href=\"http:\/\/badladies.blogspot.com\/2008\/08\/zachary.html\">he<\/a> has meningitis, <a href=\"http:\/\/badladies.blogspot.com\/2008\/10\/sings-tune-without-words.html\">he<\/a> has muscular dystrophy, he won&#8217;t live beyond his teens<\/i>) to have instilled in me a fear of these spaces, these spaces of such terrifying unknowns, such that it sometimes nearly cripples me.<\/p>\n<p>I know that as a mother I must buck up and deal with this fear, but still. I can face that fear with as much courage as I can muster &#8211; I can go into these spaces and be strong, be brave for my children &#8211; but the fear will nevertheless remain.<br \/>&nbsp;&nbsp; <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I spent yesterday morning in a hospital waiting room. Two hours or so, waiting for a doctor to see Emilia, whose face and neck had swollen grotesquely in reaction to a bug bite. Was she allergic? Had the bug bit become infected? Was she mutating into the bug? I didn&#8217;t know. 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