Fingers Crossed

Sam during his sweat test to test for Cystic Fibrosis (it was 80 degrees that day and everyone looked at me like I was a horrible mother).

After going to at least 2 Dr. appointments every week for the past month and a half, and too many tests to count, we think we finally have things figured out. Part of the problem is he has reflux (still can't figure that out) and he needs his adenoids out. So Monday morning Sam gets his adenoids out. There's a lot riding on this surgery. Our very happiness is depending on it. We're hoping that our sweet, happy boy returns because we are done with the beast from the dark abyss that is currently with us.

So cross your fingers!