Less Frazzled

Thanks to our good friends Cara and Gordon in PC*, we have become a little less worried about the situation. Cara and Gordon's second child, little Elle, also tested positive for this condition. I know, your thinking, "can't be that rare of a condition if you actually know someone that has it." Elle was the only child in Utah that tested positive that year.

I've spent plenty of time researching this, but after a phone call today from Gordon, I feel much better. The fact that Olivia didn't need hospitalized within the first few days of life with serious jaundice-like symptoms means she has at least a few enzymes that had the ability to break down the galactose from my milk. She still may have a less serious version of the disease called duarte (I'm trying to simplify this). This won't require a special diet or cause any of the learning disabilities that the classic galacotsemia would cause.

I do love how the state called me on Friday at 3pm AND on Memorial Day Weekend, no less.

We're still praying that this is all just a false positive and Olivia is just fine. My new worries now are: will she come back to me?

Jeez, I thought a clogged tear duct was obnoxious. I love perspective. And because of this new found perspective, I'm counting my blessings that this is the only thing (so far - knock on wood) we're dealing with in our house when it comes to health concerns. Just like the grass is always greener on the other side of the fence ... the grass could be dried up and sparse, too. For now, this little weed of an issue can be dealt with. Enough with the yard metaphors. I'm going to go feed my baby.