the equally potent correlary

while writing email today at work and discussing the finer points of FDA policy with my pen pal and sometimes-intellectual-nemesis 'the BFF King', I was also on the phone with my wife with my son playing in the background, and he fell and hit his head and was crying, and my wife dropped the phoen to pick him up and console him, and i swear my heart nearly burst out of my chest and into the phone to try and see if he was OK. he cried a lot, but he was fine after a little bit, and my wife picked up the phone again. thank goodness.
it's an indescribable feeling, having a kid...

kid = normal happiness x 1 million

but also, the less-frequent but equally potent correlary

kid = normal worry/fear/anxiety x 1 million