DD has a squint - a really quite bad one (one eye will sometimes almost disappear into the bridge of her nose). The chances are she will need an op.
Why I am in a complete panic, is that DH's little sister died of a brain tumour when she was 7 or 8. DH can't remember too much about it, but he does remember her eye being patched as part of her treatment. His sister brought that up again last night, and I am now in a complete tailspin of panic that she might die.
I know the chances are very, very low - and she does sometimes squint with the other eye, which is a sign that it's most likely bad muscles. But our entire family is full of dead children - my older sister died at birth, my mother's brother died as a boy, I've had two miscarriages and and probably too old to have another. It just feels as though history is bound to repeat itself.
And I hate feeling this shit about it all, and wish I could just walk round in life like a normal person. But here I am.