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Boys Will Be Boys

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Three weeks ago, I got a call at work from my son.  “Mom,” he said, “I woke up this morning and my right knee was killing me.  I can’t bend it without it hurting really bad.  Can you please take me to the doctor?”

Of course, my first question was how did he injure it.  His answer was that he didn’t know, that he just woke up with it hurting, that maybe he slept on it funny or something.  Given that he had spent the night at a friend’s house, and given that some other boys had been over hanging More >

Sometimes You Just Need A Break

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After playing 3 tough tournaments over the past 5 weekends – with 4 back-to-back tourneys looming ahead on the schedule – my son got sick.  Nothing serious, mind you, but just the kind of exhaustion-inspired viral junk that makes you feel like garbage.  It came on slowly at first but then hit like gangbusters the day before we were supposed to leave for the ITF event in South Carolina.  He begged me to call the doctor for an antibiotic in hopes that he could feel good enough by the next day to More >

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