HA!

Well, that previous post was a day early, I'd say. This morning, B had to go in for another abdominal ultra-sound because his spleen is still slightly larger than it should be. He had an ultra-sound last spring and they determined the enlargement was likely due to a viral infection. But when he went for his 2 year appointment last week, the doctor noticed it was still large. So, the ultra-sound this morning. To say that B was unpleased with people yanking up his shirt and poking and prodding at his belly would be an enormous understatement. He was screaming and thrashing the entire time he was on the table, which is not really his usual demeanor. He cannot abide being restrained and isn't all that crazy about people touching his belly without his say so, and the combination of those, on top of being surrounded by strangers, was way too much for him. It was totally excruciating to have him so upset and be unable to calm him or comfort him in any meaningful way.

Meanwhile, the radiologist was not exactly a source of great comfort, telling me that the fact that he wasn't holding still was causing the pictures to come out blurry and making it look like his kidneys were too small too, and how they needed to get pictures of his lymph nodes to definitively rule out Leukemia/Lymphoma. I feel very strongly that words like these should not even enter the conversation unless or until absolutely necessary. Long story short, his kidneys are fine and his lymph nodes are too, and since his blood work has been normal, they've ruled out any of the really scary stuff. But in addition to relief, I'm feeling utter emotional exhaustion.