Possibly A CT Scan
Dr. Lane studied the X-ray images with a serious expression, rubbing her chin thoughtfully before finally saying, “We might need to do a CT scan to get a clearer picture.” Her voice was calm but deliberate, hinting at the complexity of what she saw. I nodded, feeling a blend of anxiety and relief—at least we were moving closer to understanding what was wrong with Max. As she continued to examine the images with unwavering focus, I silently hoped this next step would finally bring the clarity we needed.
Possibly A CT Scan
Worrying In The Room
As we waited for what might come next, my mind swirled with worry, each thought heavier than the last. I watched other pets and their owners come and go, their routines moving forward while mine felt frozen in place. Max gazed up at me with his big, sad eyes, and I couldn’t help but wonder what pain or confusion he was carrying inside. The minutes dragged on, each one thick with uncertainty, as concern for his health weighed heavily on my heart.
Worrying In The Room
