. . . apparently follows me into my new adventures in the blogsphere. Figures. The Children's Hospital report showed in the mail today, tucked underneath my highly anticipated grandinroad halloween catalog. My favorite sentence thus far, and I'm very tired and have only skimmed it, is the doctor recalling our actual meeting in August, and stating "the parents have been grieving appropriately." PHEW! That's a load off, because I was starting to wonder. In fact, what is INappropriate grieving? Is there a Miss Manners text on this that no one has brought to my attention? Maybe I should have told them about those Thank You cards that I have yet to send.
In any event, the funky stuff, should you care to continue googling, is: 3-hydroxyisobutyrate dehydrogenase. There's also some stuff that I had forgotten about acidosis, so really, if you're medically inclined and want more, I'm waiving my privacy here.