Jace went to Primary Children's Hospital to see a GI specialist today.
He has now taken up the humiliating (for me) display of, "OUCH! Help me, help me!!!" while screaming at the top of his lungs. Tears included. Sometimes gigantic and running down his face. For various reasons such as, not getting his way, ummm, lets see.... not getting his way, and last but not least, not getting his way. REALLY appreciated that show repeated throughout the hospital and in the shuttle today. I'll have to speak with this Speech Therapist. :)
But they still managed to get his blood.
Jace is being tested for various things. Various gut infections, complete panel food allergies, Irritable Bowel Syndrome (aka Toddler's Diarrhea) and the one I really really don't want him to have, Celiac Disease.
That's the plan so far anyway. He's also being checked for unrelated things now, because Molly insists he's, "Too pale! Why he's got to have something seriously wrong!" I know it sounds like I'm making fun, and I sort of am. I wish I could have shown her photos of various immediate and extended family that are frankly, ghosts. All of whom are fairly healthy and not on their death bed yet. Oh well, better to be safe than sorry. As she put it, "I'm the doctor, let me decide." Okay. How do you argue with that logic?
1 comment:
I am so sorry, he is such a cute little guy- I really hope its not celiacs as well but most of all I hope it's not something way seriously bad. I have IBS and it's no fun but celiacs is much worse, I am thinking of you guys.
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