Ok, I am officially writing off the entire month of September. There were so many tests and doctor visits and hospital visits for my daughter that I’ve lost track. If we weren’t on our way to these places we were getting things checked. I know however, that as frustrating and stressful for me, it was nothing compared to what she went thru. I hate not being able to help my child. I couldn’t put a bandaid on it, kiss the pain away and say “all better now”. And I know she would have preferred it. After all this misery we know this, we don’t know what it is. We know she is not lactose intolerant (I was hoping for this one), she doesn’t have celiac disease, or anything cancerous, or anything blocked. I am glad she doesn’t have any of these things. There is a little comfort in a diagnosis though. At least you know what you are dealing with and what to expect.
On a lighter note, I uploaded and finally managed to relogin to my flickr account so I have some photos up. If you care to take a look: pics