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in light of recent test results

[finnsjourney-blog]

A New Day

Today is different. Today we have an answer, well not exactly. But, we do know what we don’t have and that’s Pompe Disease. After 5 days of fear, depression, anger and anxiety we found out that Finn has normal enzyme levels and is not showing any evidence of Pompe Disease. 

When the Geneticist walked in the room my heart stopped. Finn was in my arms and I squeezed him a little tighter. This was the moment we were going to hear what our son’s future was going to look like. A debilitating disease that would inevitably end in his life early or a chance at a normal childhood. Why was he talking so slowly? Then he said it. “We called the Mayo Clinic and got the preliminary results to your son’s Pompe test. There is no enzyme discrepancies noted.” My heart sank into my stomach, is he saying what I think he is saying? Yes. Finn does NOT have Pompe Disease. He is certain. The results are not back from Duke yet but it doesn’t matter. My eyes welled up with tears. I think I let out a wail of relief. I was just so happy that it physically hurt. 

In hindsight, I was so excited and relieved that I didn’t ask as many questions as I want to now. We didn’t probe too much about next steps because, well, we still don’t know what is causing his heart to be so large - but for right now that doesn’t matter. What matters is that he is not going to be receiving Enzyme Replacement Therapy every week for the rest of his short life. That he has a chance to run and climb and play with his big brother. What matters is that we can all go to bed knowing our family will stay in tact and that our little boy won’t know the suffering that goes along with such a horrible disease.

Later at home Asher dropped a glass on the ground and it shattered. Jeff and I looked at each other and smiled. These are the sort of problems that we should be having. We should be complaining about an independent toddler making messes and how tired we are from lack of sleep with a newborn. It really puts things into perspective when you are looking down the barrel of a gun. Tonight I snuggled Asher extra hard. Tonight I smiled and laughed for the first time in nearly a week. Tonight I WILL sleep. 

Tomorrow we start looking for the answer on how to fix Finn’s heart.

January 19, 2017

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Bad Results When I was in secondary 1, I once did so badly in a maths test (let's just say it was a single digit score) that the teacher took me aside and tore up my test paper in front of me. "In all my years as a teacher, this is the worst score I've ever seen!" she told me. This, coming from a well-liked teacher who was close to retirement, was a huge blow to my self-esteem. But instead of turning my shame into motivation, I became convinced that I was simply terrible at maths -- the worst in decades, as it were. I continued to fail in maths all though secondary 2 and 3. Without grasping the earlier foundational concepts, it was impossible to move forward. It was only in my final year, as I faced the O'levels exams, that I decided that I had to relearn everything. While others were practicing their secondary 4 maths, I went back to my secondary 1 textbook and slowly worked my way up to secondary 4. I became better and better and even began to enjoy it. My hard work finally paid off. I did well in my final exam, which restored my confidence in myself. Many years later, when I became a teacher myself (I teach media production, not maths), I made sure to pay attention to students who were struggling. Very often, their poor results came from a lack of interest, which came from a lack of confidence, which in turn came from one or two bad grades earlier on. It's a vicious cycle and to break that cycle, I always try to spark their interest by showing how the subject is relevant or useful to them. When students are propelled by interest, their grades will naturally improve. I'm proud to say that I've had students who went from having zero interest to now pursuing media production as a career path! #school #mathematics #maths #testresults #medicalexam #doctor #hospital #results #motivation #teaching #careerpath #teachinglife (at Singapore General Hospital) https://www.instagram.com/p/CRVbID1Hcgi/?utm_medium=tumblr