FINALLY

NIH application and all medical records have been sent in. In 4-6 weeks we will find out if we get to go on a little journey to Washington D.C. It's oh so exciting to think there could be a chance of finding more ways to understand Layla, help make her the happiest we can and have some understanding to what her future may bring. This brings a lot of nervousness as well, as to what we may find out. Plus a fear that even if we do go, they might not find an answer. I will have a lot less hope that we will ever find a diagnosis, if these specialists don't. That's a bit of a hard pill to swallow. To continue in so much unknown. I don't want to think of that though. I am not near ready to give up.
The application for the first one time grant to go towards respite is complete. The infant development consultant called me yesterday to read what she wrote for her letter and she is so confident we will get some funds. We have our own letter plus three more from professionals recommending this as a necessity. They can't deny us, right? Moments after we finished our conversation the social worker called. She said she had been working hard to look at different options for respite until the government funding would kick in, when she found out a family in the area who receives it is moving out of the country in September and she is giving us their funds. PTL! There is light at the end of the tunnel. Plus on top of that, she has referred us to this program that will send over nursing support for a small four hours-ish a week to get us through the summer. She said she kept thinking of how I mentioned as a used-to-be-very-active person and it's hard to spend a lot of my days sitting like a lump of lard on a couch.. (well maybe not in those exact words..) and thought this could be a perfect opportunity for me to go for a run or take a workout class a couple days a week. Such a good way to break up my day, get that needed break from Layla to recharge and be ready to give her my all. I felt the tears fill my eyes. Something so small means so much. The idea of doing something for my personal and spiritual self needs to be more of a top priority. The stress and anxiety has been building up for far too long and it's now showing more physically, through more migraines, back and neck pain, and skin issue (this is a new one for me). Thankfully I'm still at a place where I can pull myself out of most funks but I recognize there needs to be a change.