It's official. We finally received the results of the genetic testing that was sent off to Chicago back in May. Just as Dr. Positive predicted, D. has the mutation that indicates Sotos.
It's odd to see it in black and white. It's hard not to feel horrifically guilty -- after all, if I didn't contribute to his genetic makeup, who did?
And yet. And yet, he is still my D. And nothing is really different.
Mr. WG and D. are headed to Anaheim in a few hours for the Sotos conference. For those keeping score at home, this means that Mr. WG has one kid and expert-level childcare for the weekend. I have 3 kids and 7 hours of help tomorrow, then it's all me, baby, until Monday morning.
Because -- say it with me now: It's all about me.
That's what I'm talking about.
Thursday, July 20, 2006
Everything changes, but nothing is different.
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I understand the guilt. I know the diagnosis wasn't a surprise but I'm sure it's still not easy. Hope you have a good (and busy) weekend!
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