This page was created approximately a week before Rowan's hospitalization, before we knew she was in fact unwell. I was having difficulty accepting her new intense temper tantrums, not realizing I was dealing with the mood swings of diabetes.
On an adjoining page (not shown here) it describes:
"There comes a time in every young child's life, that in the midst of a tempertantrum, they mysteriously morph into an arachnid type creature, flinging their eight angry limbs in protest and upheaval."
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