Our 13-month-old son squeals with joy and motions to “Go! Go! Go!” as we pull him in a red wagon down the hospital hallway. He waves at other patients, nurses, and physicians, bringing smiles and chuckles from everyone. I even find myself laughing at his antics despite my anxiety and exhaustion. We are in the midst of our annual two-day follow-up for my son’s rare skeletal dysplasia at a children’s hospital 800 miles from our home. My son is doing great. My husband and I are a mess.
Rule ARL. I Am That Parent. JAMA. 2018;319(5):445. doi:10.1001/jama.2017.21048
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