“Oh, my God, Deb!” On the verge of tears, my young husband is beside himself, “I don’t know how we’re going to afford all the care, the special schools!”
Special schools? Our baby is just hours old! I’m back in intensive care, hooked up to a myriad of IVs, being monitored. Steve’s been in the Neonatal Intensive Care Unit watching over our newborn. Reaching over the bed rail, I take his hand. “What is it?”
Barely taking a breath, he cries, “They said our baby will be deaf, blind, and mentally handicapped!”
“What? Who told you this? The intern?” I don’t even let him answer. “Does the baby have a rash, like this?” I show him my palm covered in a rash that looks like a blueberry muffin.* [Read more…] about Why Focus on Hormones?