Yesterday, we got the news we'd been waiting to hear for over two months:
Our son's heart is healthy and strong.
We officially took him off the aspirin that was thinning his blood in order to prevent aneurysms. We no longer have to worry about running him into the hospital at the first sign of a fever, because any fever now would be from another illness and not a Kawasaki Disease relapse.
He is 100% better with no foreseen complications in the future. He sees the cardiology appointment for a follow-up in a year, and needs a cardio risk assessment test every five years for the rest of his life. But truly, we couldn't ask for better than this.
On second thought, if they handed me a giant bag of money and then told me he was okay...
Spawnling and I celebrated his great news with a heart-healthy trip to McDonald's. Nothing says "love your arteries" like some fries and McNuggets. In my defense, I needed to bribe him with something really over-the-top in order to get him to lie still and not talk for 45 minutes. I'm pleased that, in our family, fast food take-out is considered "over-the-top". At least we do one thing right around here.
(And if you'd kindly ignore the fact that we have an entire cupboard shelf dedicated to snack food of the most heinous sort, I'd greatly appreciate it. Keep quiet and there may be some peanut butter cups in it for you.)
To everyone who's supported us through this crazy ordeal, who's put up with me being far less funny than I used to be, who's prayed for Spawn, thought good thoughts for Spawn, ignored Spawn calling them 'stupid', or wrote it off, like we often did, as 'it's just the Kawasaki talking':
Thank you. Like, for serious. You likely have no idea how your kindness has impacted our lives. Never have we felt so much warmth from both our local community and the online community. You're all so very awesome.
I mean, not as awesome as I am, but pretty close, you know?
Like so many of you have said, life has changed in a way that can't be undone. Once you see your child that sick, it never really goes away. But the troll (thanks XUP) has been caged for now. He's still in my brain, but he's currently sedated with some chocolate. I have a feeling that, as long as I keep feeding him lots of chocolate, he will be quiet. Lots and lots and lots of chocolate. For medicinal purposes.
Oh, sure, I might need a new heart in a few years, but they're growing them on mice now, aren't they?
Wait. Those are ears. This may spell trouble for The Maven.
Our son's heart is healthy and strong.
We officially took him off the aspirin that was thinning his blood in order to prevent aneurysms. We no longer have to worry about running him into the hospital at the first sign of a fever, because any fever now would be from another illness and not a Kawasaki Disease relapse.
He is 100% better with no foreseen complications in the future. He sees the cardiology appointment for a follow-up in a year, and needs a cardio risk assessment test every five years for the rest of his life. But truly, we couldn't ask for better than this.
On second thought, if they handed me a giant bag of money and then told me he was okay...
Spawnling and I celebrated his great news with a heart-healthy trip to McDonald's. Nothing says "love your arteries" like some fries and McNuggets. In my defense, I needed to bribe him with something really over-the-top in order to get him to lie still and not talk for 45 minutes. I'm pleased that, in our family, fast food take-out is considered "over-the-top". At least we do one thing right around here.
(And if you'd kindly ignore the fact that we have an entire cupboard shelf dedicated to snack food of the most heinous sort, I'd greatly appreciate it. Keep quiet and there may be some peanut butter cups in it for you.)
To everyone who's supported us through this crazy ordeal, who's put up with me being far less funny than I used to be, who's prayed for Spawn, thought good thoughts for Spawn, ignored Spawn calling them 'stupid', or wrote it off, like we often did, as 'it's just the Kawasaki talking':
Thank you. Like, for serious. You likely have no idea how your kindness has impacted our lives. Never have we felt so much warmth from both our local community and the online community. You're all so very awesome.
I mean, not as awesome as I am, but pretty close, you know?
Like so many of you have said, life has changed in a way that can't be undone. Once you see your child that sick, it never really goes away. But the troll (thanks XUP) has been caged for now. He's still in my brain, but he's currently sedated with some chocolate. I have a feeling that, as long as I keep feeding him lots of chocolate, he will be quiet. Lots and lots and lots of chocolate. For medicinal purposes.
Oh, sure, I might need a new heart in a few years, but they're growing them on mice now, aren't they?
Wait. Those are ears. This may spell trouble for The Maven.