If I had balls, I just learned how it feels when they get kicked!

Yesterday my husband and I took our 16 month old daughter to see a pulmonary specialists. For 9 months now we have been battling her chronic cough and horrible breathing. Her ped has told us not to worry about it and keep giving her treatments that our used for asthma. After 6 months of nebulizer and inhalers (without ANY improvement) we finally set up an appointment to see a specialists.

As we are sitting in the room waiting for the doctor I spied a poster on the wall. The poster was about Cystic Fibrosis. I let that sink in awhile before I turned to my husband and say, "Huh, never thought of that one." I knew what Cystic Fibrosis was and to be honest, I pushed it aside and said "Nah, it can't be that."

When the doctor was done with his examination, (Which took awhile because of Addie's screaming tantrums, thank GOD for suckers!) the doctor asks if our heritage descended from Europe. Yup, you know us white folks usually come from there. The doctor goes on and tells us that there is a genetic disease called Cystic Fibrosis

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.................I just got kicked in the balls...............

My daughter? Have a disease that makes her LIFE EXPECTANCY SHORTER

After I was able to start my heart again and make sure my testicles, which I never knew I had, were back where they should be, I was able to hear some other words from the doctor's mouth like, "shows symptoms" and "I don't think so"....wait....you don't think so? A specialist who has worked with CF toddlers before says "I don't thinks so" when it comes to my daughter and that disease. THERE IS HOPE! I won't go in detail about the drive home, or the long night of no sleep, and the emotional morning that occured today.....let's just say I'm emotionally exhausted.

For now we are continuing the nebulizer twice a day with some new medicine from that doctor. Hopefully this will make her better. More than likely he is going to test her. I guess it's a test that only takes 45 minutes. Can you imagine? Waiting for that kind of news? But I guess I will think about that when the time comes.

Bad blogger! B-A-D!!

I don't know why I stop blogging. I absolutely love writing every detail of my warped brain down for the whole world to see! :) Actually I think I got a little nervous that I might get people to actually read my blog....like people that knew who I was instead of people just out in the internet universe. I think I've finally come to grips and realized that if people I know read my blog, cool. If they think I'm a little nuts after they read my blog, fine. The truth is I am a little nutty. My brain works in ways that is hard for anyone to understand, especially me. I can seem quiet, and normal when you first meet me, but you have no idea. I keep a lot of things bottled up afraid to say it to the world! Now that I am able to blog I am going to not let anything stand in my way from making me out to be a complete nutjob! WUHAHA!

Ok, I'm overdoing it a little much. I want to start blogging because I need to keep track of my kids cuteness, and my weight issues. I won't be too crazy I promise.