So now the news is mixed, in the light of morning, after a night sleeping in a “reclining’ chair that tries to un-recline each time you change position. But sleep I did. I slept a lot and feel much better this morning. Then the doctor came by.
He feels pretty confident that James has some sort of genetic defect that is/has caused these rhythm problems and if it turns out that he does have Brugada Syndrome, he will need a defibrillator. And even if he doesn’t have it, he will most likely need a pacemaker. So that’s not what I wanted to hear and again, it’s because of a silly thing—the twisty rides that James loves SO much at our local amusement park, Lake Winnie. And then there’s Disney World. I need to do some research, and really, really hope that he doesn’t have this mysterious syndrome. If he does have it, then I have to be tested as well. And if I carry the gene, then Alex will have to be tested, too. And we will have to look up James’ deadbeat dad who hasn’t been around in years so he can be tested, too.
So at the very least, we haven’t seen the last of hospitals or heart monitors or scans or trips to Nashville. Not by a long shot. And that’s just going to have to be okay.
Got a rejection last night from Third Coast. I have submitted to them about four times before. Maybe it’s time to stop submitting to them. I should be able to make it to my class tonight, so things will return to the normal that they will be becoming for now.
~r.
Rebecca, I hope you know you have lots of friends to stand by you and whom you can call on. Let us know what we can do. And know also that you are a strong person and will get through this.
God has given me the strength to survive this day. For this I thank the Creator for their mercy. My devolution and love is forever.