Grayson is 5 now. To look at him, we saw a very normal, smart and energetic little boy. From birth, he had trouble gaining weight, but with his energy, we thought it was to be expected. He's had some other digestive issues that the doctors felt he would out grow. But now at 5, answers were needed-we had to many why's.
Grayson's pediatrician runs some tests and sees some irregularity that he felt needed the attention of a specialist, so off to the Gastroenterologist we go, then more tests. The first test, which is the simplest to do is a sweat test. I had heard this routine before and knew what the doctor suspected. No Lord no I beg, not this.
On June 11th, the words none of us wanted to hear came from the doctors mouth. Yes, it is Cystic Fibrosis. I thought I had prepared myself, after all, I had to be strong for Grayson, for my son, our daughter in law and for our entire family. I left the doctors office stunned, numb and feeling all alone.
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