So after what felt like 9,248 phone calls … “Can someone please call me with the results? I know the boy’s doctor isn’t in today, but I really don’t want to have to wait through the weekend to know if they are ok or not,” the pediatrician who was on call for the weekend called me with the EKG results. The boy’s tests came back normal. No prolonged QT. Nothing that looked concerning at all. What a relief!
Yes, it brings up more of a question of what happened to Owen. But you know what? It doesn’t really truly matters to me. I know some yearn and want to know the why … but we did the autopsy to get knowledge for the boys, not for our healing. I mean if we did get an answer, that would be great. But it’s not something I am searching for.
The Medical Examiner still sent out some frozen tissue for some DNA testing. That takes about 6 weeks so we won’t hear anything from that for a long time. It’s expensive, but not as much money as I thought it was going to be. To test for 6 genes, it costs about $2,800. I just want some good to come of it. Let us or the doctors learn something from all these tests that could prevent this from happening to another family. I just pray for some good to keep coming from this.
When the good stops, I’m afraid I’ll stop. At times, it’s the only thing that keeps me going.