On Monday Ivy had an echo cardiogram and the results were good.

The pressures in her lungs were within normal limits and her heart rate had slowed to a normal and respectable 80 - 100 beats per minute.

There is still the issue of the strange electrical pathway but the cardiologist organised for long term monitoring and medication for when she is sick, should her heart start making the wild swings between tachycardia and bradycardia that it normally achieves when Ivy’s body is under stress.

On Tuesday we went in for a line change for the IV antibiotics Ivy has had streaming into her veins for the last fifteen weeks.

The doctor there was happy that her bloodwork was good and wondered if we would mind contacting the paediatrician to discuss a review.

Oh great,

I thought, as David punched in the numbers to his rooms, here we go again.

Lack of communication between  doctors and lack of follow up by the paed is why Ivy was on 12 weeks of antibiotics that did nothing to help her kick the infection.

The paed’s grand plans that were made following the letter I had written

had not come to fruition,

even though he had had four weeks to put them into action

and I could just see everything going belly up.

Of course the doctor was not available to speak with us.

As we were walking out of the hospital though,

we happened across the paed,

who said he would examine Ivy then and there.

Ivy’s ear was a hundred times better than it had been four weeks previously.

Still not clear but certainly not goopy.

He made a plan for another two weeks of treatment

and then he told us that Ivy’s last bone density scan had come in within normal limits.

Only just

but still

normal is normal

and today,

I’ll celebrate that.