My sweet Sarah has been sick since Spring Break. The head cold she had that week kept her home the week after, and the two weeks following that she was home throwing up, with what we thought was a PLE relapse. We took her in to the doctor to have her blood tested again, and her albumen level was at 4.0. That's higher than it's been in years! (Here's where we insert a head scratch and a "huh?") It's not very helpful when the doctor is as baffled as you are. In theory, her PLE symptoms are supposed to subside when the protein levels are good. I use the term, "in theory", because Sarah's body rarely does things by the books.
Dr. McInturff, her pediatrician, put in a call to her cardiologist and in consultaion days later, they decided to put her on an antibiotic that would cause better motility in her digetive tract, hoping to get her over this hump. In the meantime, we went to the orthodontist for unrelated matters, where they did a full scan of her head to see if her jaw was having problems that were causing her bite to open again. They discovered that her sinus cavity was about 80% full of junk. I told Dr. McInturff this and he put her on a different antibiotic and treated a sinus infection instead. We thought this would help with the gagging, and therefore the throwing up.
At about the same time we discovered the sinus thing, we also watched her more carefully and noticed that she seemed really down and discouraged again. After a couple of heart-to-heart talks, Steve realized that she was having some serious issues within herself, generally related to her self-worth, if Heavenly Father really loved her, why her prayers weren't being answered, and so on. Steve made her write some statements, positive things that she knew she should believe and could recite until her mind and heart did believe them. She's an amazing young lady. Through this exercise, we learned that really does know the answers to those questions, the discouragement was taking over. Steve taught her that what we focus on is what comes about and that if she focused on the blessings in her life, and these true positive statements, her mind could heal and then, in turn, heal her body. Armed with these statements (he made her say aloud at least 20 times ther first three days), antibiotics, and a plan to get the make-up homework done in reasonable doses, she faced life the next two days with so much courage. By the time Thursday of the third week rolled around, she was feeling much better, not throwing up anymore, and anxious to go to school for one day, and have a weekend to recuperate. Her daddy gave her a priesthood blessing, and she went to bed focused on a successful Friday.
Imagine the joy we felt when she got up Friday morning and announced that she felt great! (We hadn't heard that for weeks.) She went to school, stayed all day, and had a great day. She walked home from the bus stop with a friend, dumped her backpack on the floor with a huge grin and hugged me. It was great to have the real Sarah back again! She then added to my astonishment when she asked if she could walk with her friend to pick up another friend and then walk to the elementary school to watch them practice their flag twirling. Feeling good and acting like a normal teenager? WOW! It was amazing. She had a marvelous day, and I went to bed that night thanking the Lord for His mercy and the incredible blessing of healing for our sweet Sarah.