And every time she offered to bathe her, her intention was to use a special product and check if new spots had appeared on her skin.
“Why didn’t you tell me anything?” I shouted, feeling angry and relieved at the same time.
Robert’s eyes filled with tears.
I made a mistake. First I wanted to be completely sure. Daniel’s mother suffered greatly from this disease. I was afraid you’d think I was exaggerating. I asked Emily not to say anything until she got a doctor’s appointment. Now I understand how terrifying my behavior must have seemed.
That same night we took Emily to the doctor.
Robert was right.
Our daughter was diagnosed with a mild form of the same disease. The doctor said that if we had discovered it later, it could have become much more serious.
