sight isn’t always necessary

I really feel emotionally drained and crazy today, so rather than calling everyone I know and giving updates over and over, I’m just going to write this here.

Connor is apparently fine.

We were worried about a multitude of things, and all of the testing didn’t help to calm those fears, but after a lengthy discussion with a pediatric gastroenterologist today, it seems like he’s maybe just…

constipated?

I don’t know. All of the symptoms were all over the map, and the strange lab values were all together not indicative of any one thing. He had strange values in his differential white blood cell counts, but the actual cell counts weren’t abnormal enough to warrant any concern. He’s anemic, but that’s normal for his age, weight, and family history. He doesn’t have any of the indicators of celiac disease, irritable bowel disorder/Crohn’s/ulcerative colitis. His x-rays on Monday didn’t indicate any problem with backed up stool, but apparently there was a bunch of stool seen in the CT scan today. His history didn’t seem like constipation was the cause, but it was the only thing that made any sense right now.

And this was a really good doctor! Or so we both felt.

So now, we’re less freaked out. But all of the freaking out all week seems to have culminated in a huge whopping flop of a diagnosis, and I’m just exhausted. Connor was prescribed Miralax, but it’s such a silly drug that it’s actually not even covered by insurance anymore.

We’ll see how this all pans out. I hope I answered whatever questions you may have about it all in this post, because at least tonight, I don’t have the energy to relive it all again.