Today is a day of mixed emotions.
It’s a day spent at Seattle Children’s Hospital.
The day swings two ways, and neither seems to put my mind at ease.
Either we learn of something new, and usually hard to pronounce, that we add to the long list of diagnosis that make up our youngest daughter.
Or…
We get the all clear for another year.
But….but….that’s GOOD! Right?
But she’s not all clear. She just spent 10 days very sick, vomiting, running fevers and barely able to get up off the couch.
So if we get an “All clear” at yet another doctor, that means that we are still unsure what is fully wrong with our girl.
Sigh…ferry is docking…off to another round….
I hope today was better than either of those two scenarios — maybe something that’s easy to pronounce and also easy to treat. Better yet, something that’s managed by the doctor you’re actually seeing and therefore doesn’t need a referral, another appt, another trip to the hospital, yada yada. (I know, I’m an eternal optimist.)