So . . . spinal taps aren’t fun.
I’ve been through one before. The techniques have improved, though, as I got to witness today, while watching my baby going through one while I held his hand. That sucked. Let me tell you. I hate watching people go through pain that I can’t take away, but I’m not God or any other diety . . . at least last time I checked or. if I am, I haven’t been notified, so I’ll take it that, nope, I’m not anything of the sort. Nor would I want to be. It’s too much responsibility.
But I digress.
I watched my baby go through a spinal tap. And it sucked. They found a high level of protiens in his cerebrospinal fluid. Not good. Now he’s got to see a neurologist in the next few days to determine what this could mean, but none of it sounds really good right off the bat, at least with the reasearch that we’ve been able to do on our own thus far.
I’m praying for rain. I’m praying for tidal waves.
(ephemeral)