It's frustrating and hard to believe when professionals keep telling you something is wrong, but your eyes and sense of reason tell you differently. I know families deal with shock differently. But you usually hear about someone who gets a diagnosis, and suddenly all of the symptoms start to make sense. Or a person has a symptom and the Drs can't figure the problem. Not our case at all. As far as we know, she doesn't have one single symptom. I think I was choosing to believe my eyes instead of my medical bills. I am still putting off her next blood draw, which was supposed to be done 2 weeks ago. I don't want to hold her down so someone can stick needles into her, and listen to her scream. For what? More dead ends? For a problem she doesn't seem to suffer from? That's my reasoning. My world is becoming unbalanced. I am starting to sympathize with those people who don't take their kids to Drs, they just pray for things to get better. Sometimes I wish I prayed. But my issues with God are a subject for an entirely different post.
And I don't think that I am that far off base.
Does this look like someone who isn't healthy? The kid can eat a double cheeseburger like a champ. She lifts and carries things around twice her size. She can run lap after lap around our kitchen island, for what seems like hours. She can sing every word to You Are My Sunshine. And she does so, every night. She knows that if Mommy or Daddy leaves the house, they are most likely going to work. She waits her turn to get her hair done, and she is smart enough to know whether Annabelle or Tess have had their turn and yells at them to get in line next. She helps herself to water from the dispenser in our fridge. She knows which iphone is mine, and which one is Greg's just by their covers and promptly rats us out if we are snooping on one another.
I had pretty much come to the conclusion that the Dr's were wrong. They are only human too, right? They can make mistakes. Sure, her blood levels were high in the hospital. I get it. And when we followed up they were high again. But they are coming down. I guess it has been 5 months, and if I think about it, that is a long time to recover from whatever it is that caused it. But then I had a bit of a shock. While enrolling AB in school, I realized I needed a copy of her immunization records. I went to The Vancouver Clinic and enrolled in their nifty new online MyClinic program. Sweet. From home you can access immunization records, lab reports, test results. Later that evening I checked it all out. Pulled up Mia's labs from the end of July. I knew that they were still slightly out of range. Around 90 for one of the liver function tests, when the top range was supposed to be 60. But then I pulled May's labs. The same test had a result of 723. Holy cow. More then 10 times the normal level? That seems crazy. I did the 1 thing any logical person would do. I googled it. Which let me tell you, never is a good idea.
The next day I went about my business. Daily grind, but with a now larger, bigger monkey on my back. By ignoring the issues, am I letting my baby get worse? How damaged is her liver? Why doesn't any of it make sense. She's fine, right? I am just a little neurotic.
Then we got her hospital records in the mail.