Many of you know that my poor baby Eva, has had some throat problems since she was born. Well she has been seeing a specialist at Primary Children's for a couple of months now. Several tests have been and yet no Diagnosis.
So today, we make our weekly trek to the hospital to see her ENT. Pretty much all of you know how far that is. It's way up on the East Bench next to UoU. It takes at least an hour to get there speeding, another 20-30 minutes to park.
Anyway, we are like two whole lights from the Hospital and all of a sudden Morgan starts puking his guts out all over the place in the back seat. Meanwhile, I am trying to hold a bag up so he can be sick in the bag. No such luck I walked away with a puke covered hand.
Now for decision time. Do I a. call the Dr and try to reschedule, which is like next to impossible, or b. wipe as much puke off of Morgan and go inside. Well I chose the latter. And I guess it was the thing to do.
Back to the appointment. We finally get in the Hospital. I'm at the wrong clinic. Today, the Dr was working the clinic at University Hospital not Primary's. So off we trek the 20 minutes it takes to get through 2 Hospitals with 2 kids. Now it's finally time for the visit.
Last weeks test for striders came up inconclusive. So today we were going to discuss the next steps to take. So here it is.....
Eva has to spend 2 days at Primary's having 5 different tests run..... Here's the one that makes me want to cry. Eva is being tested for Cystic Fibrosis. Yes you read that right. I was like WHAT! But I guess it could be a real possibility.
So trekking through the Hospital with a puke smellin' kid was worth it. But then by the end of the day, and the ride home I felt so alone about the whole thing. No friends close by to cry with, no moms either. Jake at work. Just by myself with my poor pukey kid and my baby. So Jake will be taking the day or two off to help me at the hospital, and me, I am absolutely beside myself. I will for sure be staying with Eva in the Hospital. As for now it's just more worrying. Hoping for an answer.