Max Goes For The Scan
The technician gently lifted Max, cradling him with care as he looked back at me, his eyes filled with both trust and a trace of worry. “He’ll be alright,” the technician said kindly, picking up on my hesitation. I watched them disappear down the hallway, my heart caught between relief and anxiety. Being apart from Max felt oddly unsettling, and I could only hope the wait wouldn’t be long before I saw him again.
Max Goes For The Scan
Waiting Room Worries
The minutes crawled by as I sat in the busy waiting room, the world bustling around me while I remained still, locked in my own thoughts. Conversations, footsteps, and ringing phones faded into background noise as my focus stayed fixed on Max and whatever the scan might reveal. I tapped my foot anxiously, trying to quiet the whirlwind in my head with thoughts of Max’s gentle face. Soon, I told myself, soon we’ll have answers—and then we can finally do something.
Waiting Room Worries
