I called a number that was on caller ID. Judging by the name with it I gave it a stab in the dark and asked for my daughter. I gathered by the receptionist asking who was calling that indeed I was right.
"Uh..her Mom."
Yea, I was taken off guard even if I guessed right. I don't like to call her at work, in fact never have but it was very strange that she called me from the work number and not her cell number.
I was put on hold, trying to imagine why she might have called me... in case you hadn't noticed, I am a worrier. Then the receptionist came back and said,
"I'm sorry Ma'am, she's with a patient right now. May I have her call you back when she's done?"
My daughter, my youngest child..my baby is.. with a patient. She's made it.. okay, a medical assistant in a children's heart clinic, with hopes of becoming a nurse but she's not laying around the house.. she's not at McDonalds and not making a future for herself.. she's.. with a patient, how... cool is that?
