I've been waiting (impatiently, of course) to get the results of JC's blood work back from the new Hero/Urologist. I left his office last week feeling hopeful that we had at least found an explanation for the MFI and potential treatment for JC. I was hopeful that he could start taking these drugs and that regardless of having to wait for however long- that he would start feeling better. I left that office with hope.
JC's blood work shows that he's normal. Other than the Low T, everything else is normal. So Hero/Urologist theory = FAIL. Hope = FAIL.
How do I keep this up? I mean holy shiz- how many times can this happen? Get hope, get crushed. I'm ready to be done with this.
Today I am thankful that JC made it out of his endoscopy unscathed this morning. As they wheeled him away from me, I realized that I have no idea how I would survive without him. So THANKFULLY all is well in the world.
I've been MIA on the blog recently...a work project has taken over my life. Hopefully things will return to status quo shortly.
JC is going back to school. Tomorrow is his first day of college. It's going to suck (for me too, quite possibly). He's already throwing the word "we" around QUITE a bit. But either way- I'm really proud of him for doing it.