Marshall had a panel of allergy labs drawn last week.  The results are in.

The good news is he isn’t allergic to dogs.

The not so good news is he seems to be allergic to the big allergens: peanuts, milk, eggs, casein, and other things I can’t pronounce or spell.   I won’t feed him wheat so we don’t know if that’s one too (though I’d bet money it would be on the list if I did…)

As always, Marshall is complex.  And now with the food allergies it seems he is ever more complex.  Something simpler would be good but I am so thankful we know and fortunate the older wild boys initiated me to motherhood as they have.  Food allergies and I go way back… if we didn’t, I would likely be in tears right now.

Instead I am choosing to trust.  We have a powerhouse of brilliant people on Marshall’s medical teams.  We have scheduled follow ups and consults with the Boston team.  We meet with an allergy dietician  (thank goodness!), the neurology team (6 months post stroke already?!?), GI for malrotation imaging, and Dr. Friedman for a sedated echo this upcoming week.

The big wild boys are already anxious about our departure.

And I don’t have the means of naming my own feelings about going back there or leaving the boys again.  Maybe “bittersweet fearful gigantic thankful heartwrenching hope” begins to cover it.

…and maybe it doesn’t…

While realistically assuring the big wild boys about our trip, I reminded them to hope with all of their heart that Marshall flies through his “tests” and that we can get back home as soon as possible.  Could you please, please, please do the same?   Please send a prayer or good thought to our little ginger toddler (he’s still one!! 😉 ) and his brothers.  Every bit helps…