MD's and I'm not talking about McDonalds.

We're home!  

After a multiple hour stay at our usual hotspot, the childrens hospital, we've made it home....

There's no place like home, There's no place like home, There's no place like HOME!!!!

I wore my brown sandals today, so no matter how many times I used that phrase, we were stuck.
Fall testing and appointments are back in full swing, which is becoming a normal life occurrence here in our house-hold.

Today we had blood stolen taken for our microarray.  We should receive results in 4-6 weeks and this will either aide in us having a diagnosis for Zachary and or being done or one step closer to done with all the blood stealing from my childs arms.   Cross your FINGERS and TOES and whatever else you can cross... Just don't explain what you're crossing to me.  I'm good.   Please Diagnosis Gods, hear our pleas!!!  And go easy and let it be something , if it has to be something, that Zachary can lead a normal or relatively normal life with.    (That's the part that pulls you back and punches you in the chest..)

Microarray info for teh curious

Then we had a fine lunch in the cafeteria and hauled ass over to the Opthalmology floor to have what we thought was a run of the mill check up...     And, oh you know, about all the way through the appointment we were asked if Zacharys former Opthalmologist had notified us that his left optic nerve isn't looking something something something.....

 I don't know.  I fell asleep for about 35 seconds...    And asked if they could dilate his eyes again.    Then the Dr. proceeded to try to put "patches"  and by "patches" I mean giant band-aids over Zacharys eyes, which he promptly ripped off..  Cuz you know, he has sensory problemos and really will not let anyone near his face... Which they would have realized had they asked, which they didn't...  Which caused me literal fits of hysterical laughter.   I mean, I wish I would have taken a video.  It was a 2 second grab and pull! Three times she tried to stick huge band-aids over his eyes.  No one else may fully understand the comic relief in this, but, now after pretty much seeing 5 different specialists on rotation, we are making it to vet status and small things like pure defiance against a lab coat, well, it makes me giggle!

So anyways, Tom was cranky, like 4 year old cranky, Zachary was cranky, like nap time is supposed to be now 16 month old cranky.  So sadly we declined the dilation today and made a return visit for the 19th of this month.

Ophthalmology info for teh curious

And that was our day...

This is Panda Bear.
Zacharys nurse gave it to him after his blood draw today.
And, in all honesty, I am way Jealous
all I ever got was a damn sticker.

The End