Next!

To follow up on Libby's fructose is it? isn't it?...
It isn't!  Good news to be sure, but now we are going to test for lactose intolerance.  I understand that lactose intolerance is much more likely to be the culprit of her daily stomach aches, and while it will be wonderful to finally figure this out and give her some relief,  oh how I dread having another food group to circumvent!  Milk, cheese, butter...

I want to tell you about this little girl of ours.   This test was a 12 hour fast followed by a four hour long waiting game at Children's.  Blow into a tube attached to a baggie for the baseline measurement.  Come back in an hour.  Blow again.  Go, come back, blow.  Go, come back, blow.  Go, come back, blow and you're done!  A very long morning without food or drink, except small sips of water.  She hadn't eaten since 8pm the night before.  She spent the morning chatting, walking around the ground's of the hospital, reading a little, talking a lot.  Never once complaining.  Never once said she was hungry, thirsty, annoyed, pissed, sad, tired.  Now me?... I was all of those things.   But looking down at her genuinely happy, smiling little face and holding her hand throughout the day was the inspiration I needed to suck it up and go with the flow.  As we were sitting on the happy metal frogs that are strewn all over the grounds at Children's she looked at me and said, "Mommy, I just love hanging out with you."  And I you, little girl.