The Gene Genie

More good news on the baby health front. MLW received a call from the geneticist, who had taken a sample of the Beach Ghostlet's blood a few days after she was born in order to determine if she had any markers for Tuberous Sclerosis. She doesn't.

Of course, this was couched to MLW as not 100% guaranteeing that mini-BG doesn't have the syndrome. Which, to me, translates to "Well, there is still the possibility that we screwed the pooch and read the report wrong," or "Of course, your daughter's genes may decide to begin spontaneously, randomly mutating on their own." In other words, it's decidedly unlikely.

Left unresolved is the matter of her heart, in which we know for certain that there's a mass that's affecting its functioning to a small degree. We're awaiting the latest monitor results, and we have another MRI scheduled in February, this time focusing on the ticker.

I hadn't thought that my daughter would be spending so much of her early life visiting doctors and hospitals. I suppose, in a way, that I should be grateful--many people and many children are far, far worse off.