So, for the last few months we've been going on the premise that whatever is affecting Jordan comes from a one-time brain "insult" that just can't be seen on her MRIs. Now, however, out of now where the metabolicist & neurologist seemed to readily agree that she likely has a yet undiscovered, untestable, untreatable metabolic disease that only affects her brain (usually metabolic diseases also wreak havoc on other organs, like livers & spleens -- hers are fine). There are usually about 10 cases per year in the world like this. I guess we hit the lottery (I'd have rather been struck by lightening, myself!). There's nothing we can do about it, so they said to come back for a follow-up in a year or two, and to continue to try to get seizure control through our regular pediatric neurologist (Keppra, which we are in the slow process of increasing to a maximum dosage).
Because of the colds & illnesses going around, Avery came with me to be my helper. She watched over Jordan carefully, and gave her kisses when she was upset (often pushing doctors or therapists out of the way to get to her). She was in charge of all the buttons on the elevators -- for us and for others, now knows how to read & spell UP and DN (ughhhhh, close enough for now I suppose). And when she wasn't helping she was watching a video, coloring, or lying underneath medical equipment (she really doesn't like rooms with more than 2 people in them, so when there were 3 docs in the room for neuro-metabolic clinic, she was under the computer table hiding).










After the tram ride it was back to Shriners for the vest fitting & trial. They had carved up the foam, added straps, and wanted her to wear it for ~30 minutes to see if she had any red spots from it that needed work. She seemed just fine, and Avery & I spent the 30 minutes in the cafeteria eating from the refrigerator section: Jello parfait, watermelon, pineapple, yogurt, and of course, chocolate milk. It was 6.5 hours later when we finally got home, and thanks to Jordan's sore tummy all day I was on my 3rd shirt (covered with barf spots) & Jordan had already used up her 3 outfits I had packed. Luckily we were late enough we got to use the carpool lane on the way home -- zoom zoom from 3:00pm to 6:00pm on weekdays. We were glad to be home!
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