Anyway, a couple of months went by and we never pursued a 'diagnosis' because we were, literally, busy trying to keep her alive. But, the Lord had provided a pediatrician for her who also 'happened' to be a genetic specialist and he knew exactly what to look for--so, he had specialized labs run for a specific syndrome during one of Lilah's hospital stints. He did not tell us what the syndrome was he was looking for, only that the labs had been sent.
I am nothing if not practical and direct, which I say because the next part of the story is highly unlike me. I am not prone to imaginative fears, or intuition, or any kind of 6th sense. I do not Google unknown quantities-- 'number to pizza place', yes --'causes of a cough', no. But, the night before a scheduled doctor visit (at this point we went 2x/week), I was laying in bed unable to sleep, and thought I'd surf the web. :) I typed what I thought were her biggest 3 symptoms into the search bar and the first thing that resulted was the name of some syndrome I'd never heard of--and a picture of a child that looked an awfully lot like Lilah.
You'll have to come back for Part II, because I just heard the princess chuck her glowworm out of her crib--which, in Lilah-speak, means "mommy, get in here now!!". Duty (& privilege) call. More soon....
You'll have to come back for Part II, because I just heard the princess chuck her glowworm out of her crib--which, in Lilah-speak, means "mommy, get in here now!!". Duty (& privilege) call. More soon....
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