Our little Keegan

Catching up again...

We had a scare with Keegan at the beginning of the year which is one of the reasons I got so far behind with blogging. We spent more time praying and less time typing. We just can't seem to get Keegan healthy and keep him that way so after several trips to the pediatrician he finally sent us back to the Allergy and Asthma specialist. He did yet another evaluation and sent us off for an endoscopy and a sweat test which was testing for cystic fibrosis. He mentioned that he didn't believe that Keegan had CF, but if he did there have been great advancements and CF patients life expectancy has improved to their early thirty's. That wasn't very assuring or comforting. It took a week to get the test done because they only do this test two days a week and the first day was already booked. Let's just say that whole week we got very little sleep. I tried not to let it consume me, but I found myself holding him so much more than I probably should have. The poor kid wanted to get down and run around and I just had a hard time putting him down. So we went in for the test and it took me over an hour to get all the paperwork in order which was REALLY frustrating and I refused to reschedule it so I ran back and forth across the parking lot until we got it done. Thank God Drew and my mom were there to watch Keegs while I ran like a chicken with my head cut off. 

We started the test which is a disc they affix to his arm which is very tightly wound tiny tubing. There is a little dot of blue dye that travels up the tubing as it collects the sweat. After the first hour the dot had not moved....at all. So that meant another 30 minutes of running and trying to work up a sweat. They checked again and not enough progress so back out we went for a third and final run around. He was bundled up and as active as could be and I was praying that he would sweat. Goodness knows his Daddy is a sweater and apparently Keegan did not get that gene. After the final 30 minutes, we went and had them check it again and there was a little improvement  but they couldn't guarantee that they got enough of a sample to get a conclusive result. After all that - I was so angry, sad, confused, tired and frustrated. I slept for about an hour that night. I called first thing in the morning just to see if there was enough of a sample and didn't think that they would have an answer on a result yet. I could only leave a message to have someone call.  I FINALLY got the call about 11am and not only was there enough of a sample to test but the test was NEGATIVE!! Thank you GOD! So many reasons to Praise Him and still in the back of our minds is the question of what is still plaguing our little guy. But for today - we celebrate!