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let the...

genetics testing begin...


our insurance authorization just came through today. And since we're at the hospital tomorrow for a neuro appointment anyway...


...why put it off, right?


Although between now & then I've really got to work on quieting all the *do we really want to knows* which are contributing to my current screamer headache!

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Mama Skates said…
wow, exciting - good luck with everything tomorrow! no worries love...u already know that regardless, u're VERY blessed! u can can do all things through Christ!!!
May 22, 2008 at 1:41 PM
JSmith5780 said…
Me... I can't live without answers... BUT after all our testing we still have nothing. I give huge credence to the fact Austin has a mutation on his TSC2 gene. Even though it's an unknown mutation, how can it NOT mean something. I want to know if Connor has the same mutation... for once I would like to link the two boys. I think it's just too odd that I have two SN kids with no connection. For now, I have given up.

Good luck today and have a great weekend!
May 23, 2008 at 4:26 AM
Danielle said…
Sharon - you're right! ((((hugs))))

Jen - I'm the same way with wanting answers. I keep coming back to...even if the information doesn't help us...maybe it will another family some day. :o)

...danielle
May 23, 2008 at 4:40 AM
Mama Skates said…
hey, just wanted to let u know that i have uploaded my newer cakes to my site (finally!)....so next time ur kids r cranky - take them to the children's bday album ~lol~ i've even separated them into girl & boy albums now! ;0)
May 23, 2008 at 12:42 PM
Danielle said…
Thanks Sharon!

You know I'll be usin' them sooner or later! With the way Bristel is still cranky...probably sooner! :O)

...danielle
May 24, 2008 at 1:03 PM
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