Here's an update.
Daron had a biopsy (rectal) about two weeks ago. He did great.
Thursday, November 4th, I took a pregnancy test that was positive. My first reaction involves a curse word that doubles as the description of what we did to get here. Followed by two days of sheer terror which morphed into hope and fear tinged with excitment. Hard to separate nerves and emotions from hormonal insanity so I choose to blame the latter. Started getting even excited and then...
November 17 (one day less than a week after) we got a call that Daron has Hirschsrpung's disease. Vindication in knowing he has somethng - there is a reason for all of the screaming days, hours on the toilet- oy. But such sadness that maybe this could have been helped earlier. Frustrattion that doctors told us over and over to just do the Miralax. Resentment. Upset at self for not pushing harder(no pun intended) for testing. Faith that there is a reason we know only now. Hope that he will feel well and be all better.
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