The last genetics appointment we had was in Pittsburgh. The dr told us he would be severely mentally handicap and soon. Fast forward to yesterday. I had waited a very long time to talk to the doctor who diagnosed Noah. I had been getting 2nd and 3rd hand info and although they meant well it was not the same as hearing it for myself from this doctor.
One question we had was what type of Trisomy 8 did Noah have? There is partial, mosaic or full. We knew it couldnt be full. She told me it was Partial. That there was no way to ell how well or not so well Noah would do. She did tell me that he looked great and was doing well and that the one doctor who said he could stop developing at any point she felt like he was wrong. Everything looked good. She will see us back in a year. What a huge sigh of relief. Noah is ok. Doing well and there really is no ticking time bomb. She did say he was very rare. Very very rare. That means no real good info out there to help us know what to expect.
Today Noah is once again sick which is what we deal the most with right now. He catches these stupid viruses and it just takes everything out of him. He vomited today too, gag. Rice makes him gag I found out and that and the cold and phlegm and one too many gags and BAM it was all over! Ugh! I should have been more sympathetic. I got him a bath and changed and lotion on and so far so good. He is sitting with his sisters watching Phineous n Ferb. Lol.