The big news of the week is that we were able to get Truman's muscle biopsy scheduled. He will turn 1 on March 2nd and head under the knife on March 3rd. Which just sucks.
In typical fashion we were told that it was important to move as quickly as possible and get the biopsy done ASAP...which means March.
The doctor was great. Truman really liked him. The surgery will only last about 20 minutes. They will make about a 2 inch incension on his upper thigh, open it up to view the muscle and then remove about 1 cm of muscle. Then he will get stitched back up and be able to make up a great story later about his scar. I have heard that it can be painful but the doctor seemed to poo poo it a little. But he did say that he would be provided with pain medication. I guess the recovery portion is fairly simple. For once, it is good that Truman isn't crawling or walking yet! He will need to take it easy for several days and crawling could pull stitches.
The biopsy will let us know more about metabolic disorders and potentially Muscular Dystrophy.
We have 2 more weeks before the genetic test should be back.
I'm trying not to freak out that Truman will be under anesthesia. It scares the crap out of me. We will be meeting with the anesthesiologist prior to the surgery for pre-op testing. We she her on Truman's actual birthday. We figured that after the appointment we would take him to the Rain Forest Cafe for a special birthday lunch. Maybe Build-a-Bear too. Maybe we will just run off into the mountains never to be seen again...