The next day was a fairly good day. Katy remembered to wear her necklace to school. She did not have track practice that day, so she went home after school to practice her songs for the upcoming recital.
She knew Love Me Like You Mean It much better than The Climb, so she started listening to the Miley Cyrus song first, in an attempt to learn it.
She practiced well, and then had dinner, played with Anita, and fell asleep worrying about her doctor's appointment and listening to Love Me Like You Mean It.
The next day, Mrs. Patterson kept Katy home from school. Her appointment was scheduled for 10:30. She fretted the whole time.
She wondered what tests the doctor would perform on her, what the results would be, and how long she was going to have to stay in the clinic. She was so worried that she spent an entire hour sifting through all of the different possibilities.
She hadn't even thought about the necklace all morning. Which, perhaps, was the reason why she walked out the door without it.
As soon as she realized that she had forgotten the necklace, she groaned. "Ugh, I am so forgetful! Now I just know I'll have bad luck with the tests!" she thought to herself.
There was a long waiting line in the doctor's office. Katy and her foster mother had come early. She sat down, trying to focus on last year's Scholastic magazines, but ending up worrying far more than she probably should have.
Nevertheless, when her name was called, Katy walked slowly in, her heart filled with fear and dread. Mrs. Patterson was quiet and Katy knew she was concerned about what the doctor might find.
Dr. Miller began with a routine checkup. There were no problems there, except a small difference in her lungs.
Then Dr. Miller listened to Katy's account of her recent track meets and practices. Dr. Miller decided to have her tested for asthma. At the time, Katy had no idea what that was, but soon she would find out.
After the test, her foster mother took her to have some ice cream while they waited to hear back from Dr. Miller to get the test results. After a little while, they came. "Mrs. Patterson," said Dr. Miller, "Katy has asthma."
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The Lucky Paw
General FictionThe Lucky Paw is a heartwarming narrative that weaves a yellow brick road through loss, strength, courage, determination, and hope. The book is written through the eyes of a young girl with an old soul who is carrying the weight of reality on her sh...
