I spoke to my dr. who is also a family friend and he told me that he feels that my son's progress is good news and that he has seen cases where it took 3-6 weeks just to see the results that my son has seen. He also said that the dr. who freaked him out about what it could be unfortunately just had her own "style", as he put it. He said "I wouldn't have said that but sometimes patients do push you for a possible diagnosis and then they regret it later". I said "Well, my son didn't push, she volunteered the info and then she added insult to injury by laughing when he freaked out about it". He also said that he feels my son will be back to 100% and not have a recurrence of it if it is indeed "acute viral mysositis". Tomorrow's blood tests will tell us more.

So I called my son to tell him what my dr. said and he said "Well, I actually have the strength to pass gas. My abdomen was so weak before that I couldn't do it. You know me, Mom. I'm a farter." That really made me laugh and that made him laugh and that's what we both needed, a good laugh. (He would absolutely kill me if he knew I was posting this.) He was carrying in a couple of bags of groceries and he said "Let me call you right back, Mom. I've got to put these groceries down." So he had strength to do that and he said that his arms didn't feel as weak or tired and they weren't burning from carrying the bags. But he still has the weakness in his left arm and hand. He was worried about it possibly having been a stroke but my dr. reassured me that, if the neurologist thought that, he would've ordered an MRI because he'd be able to tell whether there were tell tale signs just from the examination.

So. All good signs. Donna (moosmom) told me to call her if I need to and I did (before I talked to my son) and I had a meltdown. I needed that, too. I've been wound tighter than a drum for over a week now, feeling like a lousy mom for not being w/my boy. But he keeps reassuring me that there's really nothing I can do for him anyhow. Yeah, except hug him. A lot. But I'll get to do that again this spring when he comes home for another visit. Am I ever gonna cook up a storm for that boy!

Anyhow, just thought I should post something positive since I've been crying so much on PT. Thanx for listening and all the reassuring words, friends. I owe ya. And I'll report again tomorrow after I hear the results of his blood work. Now if I can just get a good night's sleep under my belt.