The "BIG" Day...

So Friday was the day

the "BIG" day

the day that Lizzie started her growth hormone therapy

It has taken us about 2 years to come to this decision

It has taken tests and doctor appointments and measuring and plotting - lots of measuring and plotting - and listening - lots of listening.

You see, Lizzie is low in the hormone that triggers her brain to release her growth hormone.

She actually has adequate levels of growth hormone but her brain just will not let it go so that the rest of her can grow, so she is little, I mean really little and she is just not growing

We learned by listening to our Pediatric Endocrinologist that this can cause health issues for our Lizzie later in life.

We learned from listening to our Lizzie that being little causes great concern for her right now!

You can ask Lizzie about her hands and feet and without skipping a beat, she will simply tell you that she was just born that way - no biggie.  She actually talks about her hands and feet quite frequently as they are, just her hands and feet - period!

However, tell her that she is little or cute or a baby or not big enough to do something and she just hates it, I mean it really bothers her and as we struggled with this decision that is the one question from the doctor that stuck with me.  The doctor asked if being little bothered Lizzie and that is when it dawned on us that, yes, it did.  More than anything else, Lizzie wanted to grow.

So, this week the supplies arrived

and yesterday the home health nurse arrived

 

and Lizzie got her first dose of growth hormone

I was worried but I don't know why

Lizzie, as always, was brave and courageous and such an inspiration.  There is a lot of chutzpah packed into that tiny, but hopefully growing little body.

 
After 2 years of prayer and research and discussion and worry, you have shown me what it is to truly trust, even in the face of your fears.

and for a special treat for being so brave, big brother Charlie asked if he could take the girls down to the gas station to pick out some candy and a Slurpee...

 
and once again, all was right in my sweet Lizzie's world, cause push pops and giant slurpees just rule!

 
I have said it before and will say it again...

YOU ARE AMAZING LIZZIE MAY, AND I AM ONE BLESSED MOMMA!