Another long day at the hospital

We were scheduled only to go to one appointment with the Pediatric Rheumatologist, but ended up spending the whole day at Primary Children's Hospital. I must say, I LOVE that place, I wouldn't want my baby anywhere else! Henry was a doll, even with no nap the whole day, he flirted with every person he came in contact with, at least until he realized they were of the evil medical profession! I learned the meaning of SPECIALIST. These people truly are specialized, and I felt like we were in good hands. We met with some Neurologists as well as the Rheumatologists. By the end we had a whole team huddling together making sure they had left no diagnosis untouched.

In the end, the diagnosis that we were given was.... NONE! He actually took his first steps in the office (Proud moment to see your baby take his first steps.... again!), which he hasn't repeated since then. They said that his bloodwork shows that he was extremely sick! But his bloodwork has improved, as has his pain and movement. So they are just calling it a very strange reaction to a very bad illness. They feel very confident that he should recover fully in the next few weeks. As much as I wanted to have a diagnosis, a good prognosis like that made me feel just great! I am so pleased to hear that he will get better, and that they can find absolutely nothing wrong with him right now. Neurologically they thought he was fantastic, he has perfect reflexes, and of course developmentally he performed fantastically (well, he is extremely advanced if you ask me, not to brag! :). His joints are great which rules out any kind of arthritis (another sigh of relief) and his muscles appeared to be okay, although he is a little bit weak. So after all of his millions of tests, we find nothing wrong and just wait for him to get better!

I'm very thrilled to know there is no long term damage expected, and thank you all for your prayers! Hopefully he'll be walking again soon, although he is a lot easier, and a lot more snuggly when he's less mobile. I was feeling really excited that with his lack of walking, he had no bruises on his head, but his brother took care of that in a vaccuming accident. I guess that's what you get when you let your 2-year old vaccume. Oh well. I'll post a picture of his gorgeous, smiling face (even with the black-eye he is really cute) soon. It's so nice to see him smiling after the way he was last week!