I felt like such a heel not going with Trevy for his first post hemi EEG.
Yeeeeeees...Jonathan went with him.
Yeeeeeees...he's just as good as me.
He's my baby!
I was instead sitting on floor 6 east waiting for Neurology to get their boots here and help me sort out this medicine mess! Seriously it's like a bad joke...how many Neurologists does it take to write a bloody script? And fax prior authorizations?
Cause Trevy's been back for hours now. And I'm STILL waiting!
Jonathan had just stepped out to meet the pizza delivery guy when Dr. EEG made his rounds.
Of course I asked immediately if he had read the EEG. Of course he had. That's why he was there afterall.
And I cried when he told me...
that for the first time in almost two years. For the first time since this whole crazy mess began.
my baby's EEG is completely normal!
Side Note: It's super fun to sob in front of Japanese men and watch them squirm
When I kept repeating how awesome that was...he admitted that they were actually surprised too.
And that he personally was really happy for us.
But that he couldn't promise it would stay clean forever...
I told him...that's okay...
right here...right now...it doesn't really matter!
And then squeezed Trevor, who was curled up on my lap, until he protested...