Remember when I said we don’t know what we don’t know? Well, the Irish in me is shaking its head and muttering something about “waiting for the other boot to fall” and “the perils of optimism.” Because, yeah, guess what? Curveball.
Okay, that’s a little overdramatic. But, in the midst of cheering over some really great news about A, there was a call from Children’s, from the CF care coordinator we’d been introduced to briefly at our appointment last week. Kid C’s results were in from his throat culture, and they were unexpected, given his other test results, in that they were more consistent with kids with CF than not. She didn’t go into great detail, and it was one of those cases where I wish I had waited for Matt to be home to call because after abnormal everything kind of blurred?
She did tell me repeatedly not to be overly concerned, that all of the things that showed up were also found in normal kids. But the bottom line is that the protocol is to treat it like they would a standard CF case, so Kid C will go on Cipro for three weeks, and we’ll go back to Children’s for a follow-up evaluation in four. So.
I have to be honest: today can go have intercourse with itself.
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