There were some tense moments in the family Sunday night, and I had to call the emergency number to get advice due to chest pains, and they sent an ambulance to check the situation. Fortunately it turned out that there wasn't anything seriously wrong with our child. As a parent one always fears the worst, and I had some trouble sleeping afterwards, but on Monday everything seemed to be back to normal. However, this was a reminder not to take anything granted.
(Posting title is from the poem Children of the Working Class by John Wieners.)
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