Francesca Starts the Clinical Trial

 Since I know we have followers on here and across other social media platforms, I wanted to share the updates I posted about the clinical trial on Facebook. It was a challenging week, but Francesca was a rock star and I am so, so proud of her. I am home for a couple days and then heading back Sunday night for the week, with Amelia. 

Clinical Trial Diaries - Day 1: Francesca was a rockstar. We left Williamston at 6:30 a.m. and she was not impressed - her exact words were “oh man, it’s not even morning time yet.” Things kicked off at 8 a.m.:

• vitals
• blood draw
• ecg
• neuro exam
• a feel and function test
• eye exam

It wasn’t all work. We had a great tour of the hospital and found a lot of great superheroes who are almost as amazing as our Galacto Girl! The only meltdown was when we got back to the hotel and she was so frustrated about not being able to see because of getting her eyes dilated. 

I am in awe of my girl. She was full of smiles all day, rolled with some unexpected bumps and is still smiling while we watch a movie before bed. Tomorrow will be another long day - including a 90 minute MRI. Please keep the prayers coming. I definitely felt them today! And we appreciate all the messages we received. Love you all. 

Clinical Trial Diaries - Day 2: Today started out promising and is ending okay but the middle was rough. Francesca rocked her speech and language assessment and was amazing for the MRI. She had to lay still for an hour - I don’t know a lot of adults who could do it, but she was great. We got back to the hotel around 2 and Francesca was so excited to go swimming. But she thought the water was super cold and that made her sad. I think she was mostly crying because she was frustrated with herself for being too cold but still wanting to swim. She just sat on the window ledge behind the curtains in our hotel room and sobbed. Then I got a call from the doctor. It turns out Francesca has a UTI - which they found from the urine analysis they did. She is not complaining and doesn’t have any symptoms. It’s a long, boring story but ultimately the plan is to still give her the first dose of the trial drug tomorrow but then also start her on an antibiotic. Then she won’t take the trial drug again until after she’s done with the antibiotics. It’s the best course of action to treat the infection but make sure she is officially enrolled in the trial. Soooo after that news she really wanted to try the pool again. And she did great! We’ll be heading back to the hospital at 6:30 tomorrow morning. She’ll have to fast for a few hours in the morning which will be tough and she’ll receive the first does of the medication. Then it will be a long day of getting labs every 2 hours, until around 8 p.m. tomorrow night. Thanks for the continued love and support of our #galactogirls. 

Clinical Trial Diaries - Day 3: It was a long and uneventful but emotional day. Francesca got her first dose of the medicine (or placebo) at 7:40 this morning. A few hours later she started her antibiotic for the UTI. By the afternoon she was just over it. We both were. We left the hospital at 8 p.m. and returned to the hotel to the most thoughtful gift. Sara Armstrong had dropped off a gift basket with balloons from her daughter (Francesca’s friend), Wesley. As a side note, one of the things I always dreaded/worried about was sending Francesca to birthday parties because of her dietary restrictions. The first friend birthday party I allowed her to go to was Wesley’s. I remember feeling bad/like an inconvenience when I talked to Sara - but she was amazing and I knew our girl was in good hands. I appreciate you, Sara! It quickly went from a terrible day to the best day ever. (It was also helped by opening her “brave bag” from Dawn and family.) Because she’s not getting any more trial medicine until she’s done with the antibiotic, tomorrow’s visit will be quick and we hope to be home by lunchtime! Chris will take her Tuesday to her pediatrician for a urine recheck and if everything looks good she should start receiving the trial drug later next week. I can’t believe our brave girl will be 7 tomorrow. I am so blessed to be her mama.

Clinical Trial Diaries - Day 4: It was a quick visit this morning with a blood draw and visit from the doctor. The only pic I took was after coming out of the bathroom to find her across the hall in the office with the doctor and Jackie, the coordinator who had been amazing to us this week! We were home by 9 a.m. and she received the best birthday surprise - a loft bed made by Uncle Andy! I am so proud of this kid. It was not an easy week, but she did it (most of it anyway) with a smile on her face. And she’s been telling Amelia about all the things she can expect next week. Happy Birthday to the OG #GalactoGirl.

The Galacto Girls Join the Clinical Trial

 

Well, things just got real. We’ve been planning on enrolling the girls in the first ever clinical trial for a potential drug treatment for galactosemia for a few months now. Last week, we thought they would be going in August – after we return from our annual vacation in the U.P. Then I got a voicemail on Saturday asking if I could call them back, it was urgent. The direction from the sponsor was if we wanted to be part of the trial, we needed to come in yet this month. So, as of now (but things with this trial change a lot and quickly) I will be taking Francesca to Ann Arbor next Monday and staying until Thursday. Then I will return the following Monday - Thursday with Amelia. And then we’ll go on our vacation. (Insert wild laughter and hyperventilating here.)

So – a little background on how we got here. A few years ago, we learned some really exciting news – there was a drug company interested in developing a treatment for galactosemia. As a rare disease this was huge; companies don’t take interest in rare diseases like galactosemia. We had no idea what the timeline would look like or what it would mean for our galacto girls, but we were hopeful. When the clinical trial started, I was excited but didn’t plan to enroll the girls for two reasons. First, they are thriving. They aren’t currently experiencing any delays, so I didn’t feel the urgent need to get them on the medicine. The clinical trial was also taking place exclusively in Atlanta and the initial stay lasted around 7 days. I just couldn’t see how we could make the logistics work…until a couple months ago. Earlier this summer, they announced additional testing sites were opening, including one in Ann Arbor, Michigan – less than an hour from where we live. And they were enrolling in Part B, which would only require a 2-3 day clinic stay for the initial visit.

I knew then that we had to do it, for a couple reasons. First, we are a rare disease community – if we want to show the FDA that there is a need to get this potential treatment fast tracked and available for our kids, we need to show up for the trial. Second, while my girls don’t have any known impacts now, research indicates that over time they will be impacted – their bodies will continue to create galactose, and without a way to break it down – it will act as a poison attacking their organs and causing issues that could result in tremors, seizures or a host of other issues. I need to fight for my kids to have the best chance at a healthy life, and that means getting them on a potential treatment, as soon as possible.

So, what is the point of the clinical trial? Applied Therapeutics believes many of the long-term complications are created by galactitol. Galactitol only exists in people with galactosemia and occurs when aldose reductase changes galactose into toxic galactitol. (Huh? It’s confusing, I know! Watch this video for a better explanation: https://youtu.be/U_uInPTBmLA.)  Anyway, the medication they are testing has been shown to lower the amount of galactitol in participants without raising the Gal-1-P (amount of galactose in the blood). Currently they are wrapping up Part A, which is determining the correct dose for each of the three age groups. (Ages are 2-6, 7-13 and 14-17).

As participants in part B, the girls will receive the medicine (or could be given the placebo…it’s a double-blind study so we won’t know what they get until the end of the trial) and go through extensive multiple-day testing (think MRI, EKG, blood work, speech and language, eye exam and neuro testing). After the initial clinic visit, a nurse will do home health visits at 30 days and 60 days. Then we will return to the clinic at 90 days. After that they will receive monthly blood draws (at home) and we will return every 6 months for 1-2 days of testing, until the end of the clinical trial.  

The galacto girls had their initial blood test to confirm their diagnosis and provide additional necessary medical information in early June. And we had been waiting for next steps…until I got the call over the weekend.

So, yes – I’m panicking. I honestly don’t know how I’m going to make it through the next few weeks. It’s a huge time commitment. It’s a sacrifice. It’s hard to watch the girls go through the anxiety of the blood draws. But it’s even harder to think about a future with no treatment, with no hope of mitigating the deficits they will most likely experience over time. It’s for a better future – for our galacto girls and all our friends with galactosemia.

And yet, nothing is promised. Will the medicine work? Will it really make a difference and reduce the long-term complications? I have no idea. But we are showing up for our small but mighty rare community. And if it doesn’t work – we’ll be ready for the next opportunity. Because my girls deserve to live the best possible life, even if it means long days, sleepless nights and discomfort for a short time. That is what I am going to keep telling myself – when I start to doubt that it’s worth it, when I want to quit, when the tears come (from both me and them, probably), when it seems like they can’t take another needle poke. It will be worth it. Maybe not today, maybe not in a year or even two– but eventually, if it helps with the complications, it will be worth it. And even if it doesn’t – we will know we did everything we could while we wait for a successful treatment.

So, if everything happens as currently planned, I’ll be taking Francesca on Monday, July 12 and staying until Thursday, July 15…which happens to be our sweet girl’s 7^th birthday. Not the best way to celebrate, but it is out of our control. Then I will return the following week with Amelia. Please keep us in your prayers over the next few weeks. I’m not sure how we’re going to do it, but we will. Because we can do hard things.

GLOW: Galacto Girl Style

As we approach our second GLOW: Galacto Girl Style event (virtual this year) I thought it was probably a good time to look back at last year's event. 

This year will definitely look much different since we won't be GLOWING together in person, but I'm still excited about the awareness and funds we can raise. 

So, a look back: Last year was our first year participating in GLOW -  an amazing fundraiser started by my friend Brittany in Tennessee in honor of her daughter Ansell, who has Galactosemia. Our first event was a huge success starting with two different news crews interviewing me two days before the event. We had 74 people attend the event and between the registrations and donations team GLOW: Galacto Girl Style raised over $2,000. 

Because I'm not what you would call an avid runner (okay, probably could have omitted the word "avid") - we went with a "MOVE" event. There were stations where attendees could move their bodies and their minds. Attendees played basketball, walked laps, did yoga and also colored, played board games and learned about Galactosemia. The day was so much more than I could have expected or hoped for! 

We held the event at our church, South Lansing Christian Church (and hope to gather in person there again for a future event!) The morning of the event I attended church and was so moved by one of the songs, which was so appropriate for that day and our Galactosemia story. Here is part of the Facebook post I made: 

“Great is your faithfulness...you never change, you never fail, O God.” He has been so faithful to me and our family - I may forget that sometimes or question it in moments of weakness, but it’s not that He isn’t faithful - sometimes His timeline just doesn’t match up with ours. And that’s because His plan for us, our life and our family is so much bigger than we could imagine. 

And at the end of the day, after everyone left and we had locked up, I sat in the prayer room at church and thanked God for His faithfulness, for all of you and for my husband and my girls. Navigating this medical condition was not something I could have ever imagined but I would also not change it for anything because that would mean changing my girls and I would never want that. And I asked him for strength and wisdom to keep being the mom my girls need me to be, even when I’m not feeling particularly strong. I know He will continue to be faithful. We are blessed.

GLOW: GALACTO GIRL STYLE 2021 - register today!

So, looking forward to this year - it's not how we would prefer to have the event, but it is what makes sense as we make our way through this pandemic. We can still make memories, get some exercise and learn something new. And most importantly, we can still raise awareness and funds for our Galactosemia community. 

For those interested in joining our event, you can sign up here: https://runsignup.com/Race/Register/?raceId=68674&eventId=450216&fbclid=IwAR1nL4syGZsdTrDVlWbTQz4elaUSVY97L76MuWbx-77DtduJ5GJJnpXz4l4

Make sure to register as a virtual participant and then say yes to joining a team and join GLOW: Galacto Girl Style. You will receive a glow in the dark t-shirt and mask for every registration. The money from registration goes to benefit the Galactosemia Foundation. You must register by Feb. 10.

For the details on our specific event - check out our Facebook event: https://fb.me/e/1PD20D6P5

We will start with a Facebook Live event at 10 a.m. - after that, it's up to you, but we ask four things:

1. MOVE - Get active! Do yoga, take a walk or have a dance party - whatever sounds like fun!

2. LEARN - We will share some great new resources available and other information so you can learn more about the disease our Galacto Girls live with, every day.

3. EDUCATE - Help us spread the word about Galactosemia and why it is so important to raise funds and support research by posting information about Galactosemia and Rare Disease Day on your social media.

4. SHARE - Post a picture on social media of you/your family GLOWING on Feb. 28! Use any or all of the following hashtags: #GalactoGirls #glowforgalactosmeia #rarediseaseday

P.S. Newscasts covering our event last year available here: https://www.wlns.com/news/galactosemia-what-is-it-family-shares-story-of-daughters-rare-disease/ and https://www.wilx.com/content/news/Williamston-mom-raises-awareness-of-rare-disease-day--568350051.html

And then there were two...Galacto Girls

Well, two days before the twins turn 2, seems like a good day to introduce Galacto Girl 2.0 (and Dairy Queen) to the blog. (Oy...life is clearly a little busy). But here goes...

We knew there was a chance one (or both) of the twins would have Galactosemia, so when they were born we put them on Soy Formula and waited for the Newborn Screen results. From the moment they were born Amelia had oxygen/breathing issues, so I didn't even hold her. I heard two babies cry,  I heard reports of two "good size twins" but it took me a little bit to realize I only had Baby B on my chest. I finally said "Where is Baby A" and that's when Chris (or someone) told me she was having some breathing issues and was on Oxygen. 

I didn't think much of it at the time in relation to Galactosemia, but I probably should have - that is exactly how things started with Francesca. Amelia was taken to the NICU and Annabelle was able to come in the room with me. The next few days were a roller coaster - but a familiar one. Amelia's white blood count was low and there was something showing on her lungs (likely fluid), so they put her on an antibiotic. One thing would get resolved (coming off oxygen) and then another thing would pop up (IV for possible infection). Then her blood sugar was off. I'm not sure after which "new" issue I realized it, but I remember saying to my mom "If we have another Galacto Girl, I'm pretty sure I know who it is." If you look back at one of my first blogs about the Seven Day Eternity - these were all issues that Francesca had. Francesca was never put in the NICU though - when she was born Sparrow had a "Special Care Nursery" and she was there. I was able to hold Francesca from the beginning. That was not the case with Amelia - she was in an incubator and hooked up to all kinds of stuff. I didn't get to hold her until the day after she was born.

And then of course this time we had the added complication of my C-Section, so I was in more pain and not as mobile as I was with Francesca. It made for a stressful and scary time. I think the scariest (and most infuriating) moment was when Dawn and I went to the NICU to see Amelia and they were putting an IV in HER HEAD. She was screaming, there were two nurses and NO ONE was saying anything to me. I was terrified, I had no idea what was happening and I was helpless watching my baby scream. I soon learned her IV in her arm had gone bad and the head is one of the best places for babies - BUT no one told me that at the time. As you can tell, I'm still a little bitter.  I understand they were just doing their job but a little communication would have been nice. Anyhoo....

On day three we got the results. Chris had just left to see Amelia in the NICU and I was pumping, when a doctor knocked on the door. Results were in - Amelia had Galactosemia. Annabelle didn't. I was prepared for this, I knew it was a possibility but it still felt like a punch in the gut. I cried, a lot. How in the hell was I going to handle one baby with galactosemia and one without. It seemed very scary and overwhelming.. And yet, I was also relieved. Relieved Annabelle (who at this point I was already calling "Annie" and constantly singing "Sweet Annie" by Zac Brown Band to) didn't have it and relieved to know that was likely the reason behind all the issues Amelia was experiencing. 

Amelia was discharged from the NICU and we were able to have the girls together for the first time and a newborn photographer came in and took pictures. With most everything resolved, except Amelia's bilirubin, we were able to go home on May 15, with a light therapy blanket for Amelia. 

As we settled in at home we started figuring out the formula situation. We purchased color coded name bands for bottles (blue for "anna blue belle" and orange for "agent amelia orange.”  I have no idea guys - I was tired, and it made sense and stuck!) We also bought two Dr. Brown formula pitchers - one for soy formula, one for dairy. Over the course of the next few months there would be several times I would dump a formula container because in my sleep-deprived state I wasn't totally sure if it was soy in the soy pitcher or dairy in the dairy pitcher. 

The first metabolic appointment was at lot less scary and overwhelming than with Francesca. I didn't cry all the way home and although I still had moments of anger, sadness and uncertainty - I knew we could and would handle anything the condition threw our way. 

As the girls started to develop, Amelia (Galacto Girl) hit the major milestones before Annabelle. She rolled first, crawled first, cut teeth first, walked first, talked first. If Annabelle would have been the one with Galactosemia I would have definitely thought it was the condition. I guess it made sense, she was "Baby A" - the first to be born, I guess she had to keep up the signature "Baby A" by being the first at everything! But it was just the case of kids developing and hitting milestones at different times. You notice it a lot more when you have two to compare. We do have Early On coming for visits monthly to watch for any delays, but at two years old, Amelia continues to exceed expectations. 

We knew they weren't identical since one had a genetic condition and the other didn't - but they also didn't look identical. As they got a little older I had a couple moments of panic. I remember a time around their baptism that I started freaking out about getting them mixed up or other people mixing them up - and I labeled their diapers. 🤣 That lasted about a day. And of course when I went back to work and the nanny started I worried about her mixing them up, so I wrote down all the differences (Amelia had more hair, Annabelle was smaller, etc.)

Everything is still color coded. The name bands are now around sippy cups instead of bottles; Amelia has green sippy cups and Annie has blue and dishes are coordinated the same. Other than Vitamin D milk, Annabelle is eating what the big girl eats which means dairy-free mac and cheeze, pizza, etc. Some day we'll introduce her to the real stuff (and with our luck she won't like it), but for now with how they share and drop food, it's just not safe.

Francesca and Amelia are our Galacto Girls and Annabelle is our Dairy Queen. When I was pregnant with the twins, Francesca was obsessed with "Baby B" and that continued until recently. Now she is more drawn to Amelia, who is a little more loving toward her sister than Annabelle (who we lovingly refer to as "bulldozer baby"). Recently the twins started interacting and playing together more; it's fun to watch. It will be interesting to see how relationships develop and change as the twins get older. Of course the twins will have their bond but I expect Francesca and Amelia will also have a special relationship because of galactosemia. It's bound to be a fun (and exhausting) adventure. We hope you'll continue it with us. And I'll try to be better about updating the blog!

Galacto Girl Goes To Preschool

Galacto Girl Goes to Preschool? Well that doesn't seem right. Didn't I just do a blog post a couple months ago about Galacto Girl going to daycare? Oh that was a year and a half ago? Alrighty then...

So, September 5 Francesca had her first day of all-day Preschool. It was less than two weeks after we decided to see if it was even a possibility.

Chris and I had talked in passing a couple times about the fact that we should look into it. But it wasn't until less than two weeks before school started that I made the call. It was mostly prompted by my frustration and discomfort with daycare. While they have been wonderful to FJ and good about her dietary restrictions - there had been a lot of turnover with both the teachers in the rooms and the director and assistant director. I understand that turnover happens, but it felt like all the people who were there when FJ started - the people who really loved her and were aware of the Galactosemia were gone. And it was exhausting and worrisome wondering if the new teachers were up to speed and if the directors really understood the condition. So, it was a combination of that and the fact that I knew she was getting attached to her friends at daycare and it would be harder for her to leave in another year - I made the call.

They returned my call on Monday and said because they had just had a family withdrawal - they had one open spot. Sure felt like a "God thing." And that was just the first of many. We arranged for Chris to pick up the necessary paperwork and when he was at the school to pick up the paperwork the teacher was there. He was able to talk to her and explain FJ's Galactosemia. Then a couple days later my mom took Francesca for a walk to play at the park and see where she would be going to school. As they were reading the sign on the door a woman came to the door and asked if they needed anything. My mom explained Francesca was going to be starting Preschool there. It was Francesca's teacher - so she was able to meet her.

The only person who wasn't going to meet the teacher before school was mama. I was going to be out of town for work for a few days. During that time Chris would take FJ to the orientation and have a one-on-one meeting with the teacher. I struggled with a lot of mom guilt, but I had work commitments and I knew I would be there for the first day of school, which was the most important thing. 

The night before she started school I began to panic. I wanted to make sure they had information that explained FJ's condition. There were a few "teachers' guides" and other information online but most of them were for kids who had known delays, which she doesn't at this time, or very complex info. So it was a late night - but I created an overview document that explained the condition, FJ's journey, delays we were watching for, restricted foods and then a page of approved and not approved snacks, based on their calendar. Lunches wouldn't be a problem because she would bring her own lunch but some of the snacks were definitely off limits, so I made sure to cross off everything FJ couldn't eat and highlight the items she could, on the monthly calendar.

Francesca was super excited to start preschool. She would be going on Monday, Tuesday and Friday

all day (8:30-3:30) and then to after care until 6. She would still go to my parents' house on Wednesday and Thursday. We explained that she wouldn't be going to daycare anymore but she would have new teachers and meet new friends. She told us on several occasions that she was excited but "might be a little scared." Me too baby, me too. The first day drop off went very well. Francesca didn't cry at all...and mama mostly held it together. I worked from home that day and at 3:45 we got an email from her teacher with the subject "accident". Turns out our potty trained girl had pooped her pants during rest time...and she was wide awake.

Okay...probably just nerves and the new routine. Right? Got another email on Friday the first week - Madame Poops Her Pants had made a return - pooping her pants during rest time. What in the actual?! I was really afraid we were going to get kicked out. We talked about it with her and reminded her she needed to tell her teacher or an assistant when she had to go potty, she said she understood. LIAR LIAR PANTS ON FIRE (and full of poop). So, on Monday I refresh my email about every 3 seconds around the time we would get the poop alert - and finally we do - to let us know that she didn't have an accident. WOOT! I remember how when she was little and was constipated we would joke about a "poop party" when she finally went. I didn't ever think I would be having a "no poop party" when she was three. But, here I was - damn near ready to throw her a party for not pooping her pants.

But then Tuesday came. This was a little different because we didn't get an email from the teacher about it, in fact Chris did get one that said she didn't have an accident. But when I went to pick her up she was in different pants and I had a suspect stinky plastic bag to take home. Gagsville. So, I ask FJ when she pooped her pants. "I didn't poop my pants!" was the reply. "Well, I have a stinky bag of your clothes and some poop marks that tell me different." "NO MAMA, I DIDN'T POOP MY PANTS" - great Madame Poops Her Pants is now also a big fat (and angry) liar.

When she went back on Friday (today) I didn't have high hopes, mostly because I knew she hadn't pooped since Tuesday. And I was right...another email about her pooping her pants during rest time. NOW I'M PANICKING - it's week two and there is no improvement. How long can I keep telling myself that it is because of the new routine?! And although I don't remember seeing anything about kids needing to be potty trained, I know that is usually a preschool prerequisite. So, I reply to the teacher and pretty much apologize and ask if she's going to get kicked out. A response comes a few hours later - she has some ideas for what they can try over the next couple weeks and no, she's not going to be kicked out. SHOOOO - a huge sigh of relief for this mama. Her teacher mentioned maybe she doesn't like going with all the other kids in the bathroom - which hadn't really dawned on me but Chris noted that the bathroom at daycare was only a single stall, she didn't have to worry about others being there. Maybe that's the issue. So the teacher is going to wait until all the kids are down for rest time and then take her and see if that makes a difference.

I have to be honest. I've said a lot of prayers in my life - but I never expected to beg God to help my child not poop her pants. But here we are...on the third night (or more) of that prayer. And this is a doozy of one for him to take His time answering. I'm hoping next week is better and sooo thankful her teacher has been wonderful and understanding.

Overall the communication with the teacher has been amazing. Aside from the "your kid pooped herself again" emails, she also let us know a couple times when snack changed and Francesca was able to have it - or an email to tell us on the days when she couldn't have snack, what they substituted based on the allowed/not allowed list I provided them. It has all been very reassuring.

So next week will be week three. Really hoping it will be a poop-in-the-toilet-not-in-your-pants kind of week, but only time will tell. In the meantime, if anyone has any tips to help Madame Poops Her Pants, I'll take them. Also, I can't wait to show her this blog on her high school graduation. Unless she's still pooping her pants, then it won't be so funny.

A Letter to Myself - July 15, 2014

This is the time of year when Timehop and On This Day Facebook memories and pictures bring back the sadness, fear and uncertainty we experienced three years ago. We still face uncertainties including possible learning disabilities (yes, I know she's doing great now - but the galactose will continue to build up in her body and and could still cause long term challenges) and premature ovarian failure, among other things. But we have an amazing kiddo that I wouldn't change for anything - including her Galactosemia diagnosis. As Francesca's birthday approached I kept thinking of things I would have loved to know three years ago. So, I wrote a letter to my July 15, 2014 self.

Dear Me,

Things are about to get really scary. When your skin-to-skin time is cut short, it will be just the beginning. You will question if you'll ever bring your daughter home. You will feel incredible guilt
when you return to the nursery after breastfeeding Francesca only to find out  the very thing you thought was sustaining her would kill her. You will think you want to go home for a night only to make your husband turn around and take you back to the hospital because you would rather spend the night sharing a room with a stranger (divided only by a curtain) than spend the night at home, away from your baby. You will experience an emotional roller coaster that will include times of peace and hope and times of extreme sadness, fear and anxiety. But know this, your baby will be okay, you will be okay.

Don't push your friends away. There are a lot of people who love you. And you need them. Reach out, ask for their prayers, cry with them. Let them come visit. After spending a couple days not talking to anyone about the situation - you will feel so much relief when your best friend comes to meet Francesca and you get away for a couple hours. People you haven't talked to in years will reach out to offer prayers and provide support. It will help. You will still remember who they were and be grateful 3 years later.

Be wary of what you read on the Internet. You will read A LOT. And most of it will be really scary - because it is worst case scenario. You will find good things too; A blog about two healthy girls with the condition, a Facebook group full of supportive people who have been in your shoes and will offer advice and support, and information about the conference that happens every two years (and is actually taking place in Florida while you are scouring the Internet for information about the condition). But there will also be out of date information, including dietary guidelines. And there will be conflicting information. And there will be a lot about worst case scenarios - read it, know it is a possibility and then move on. It could happen, it doesn't mean it will.

Be prepared for information overload. You will be terrified and anxious leading up to the specialist appointment. At the appointment you will meet with several different people who will provide so much information you will feel like your head will explode and you will never remember everyone and everything. You will leave feeling exhausted and overwhelmed. You will cry all the way home and not want to talk to anyone. Your husband will hold your hand and share in your grief. These appointments will not always be this way but your husband will continue to be your rock - strong when you are weak, positive when you are negative, patient when you are not. You will make a great team. (I realized as I'm typing this that I probably don't tell him that enough. Thank you, Chris! xoxo)

You will learn more than you thought possible during the first year. The first time you go to buy baby cereal you will call the dietitian in the aisle of Kroger to make sure it is safe because there are a couple ingredients you won't be sure about. You will be near tears because you're overwhelmed and think you'll never figure it out. And this will not be the last time - you'll put all of the dietitians phone numbers (3 to be exact) in your phone and will call them frequently as your child ages and is introduced to new foods. But, you will learn a lot - quickly. By the time she is two you will be able to easily read a label and spot unsafe ingredients. You will learn that the allergy statement is the first place to start and what to look for - but also know to read the ingredients, just in case.

Stay positive and pray. This child is the best thing you have ever made. Enjoy her. Don't spend your life worrying. Nothing good comes from worrying about something that might never happen. And if it does happen, it won't help to have wasted days, months or years worrying about it. You will have good days and bad days, days filled with anxiety but more filled with hope and joy. Pray. Know that even when the future seems scary and uncertain for you, it is not for God. He's got this. Remember, Francesca is a child of God, and He doesn't make mistakes. She is exactly who He meant for her to be. Find peace in that and walk by faith.

Love,
Me

p.s. I might also include - you're not going to completely change your diet, removing all dairy, and get super skinny like you might think. You will make simple substitutes (dairy free butter, bread, marinades, etc.) when they are available, but for the most part you will put the cheese and other dairy ingredients on the side and teach Francesca from an early age what she can and cannot have and to ask if something is "safe" for her, before she eats it.

Celebrating Galacto Girl on Rare Disease Day, and Every Day

It's Rare Disease Day - the perfect time to give an update and celebrate our Galacto Girl. We had our appointment with the Metabolic specialist the beginning of November. As always, they tested her Gal1P, the amount of galactose in her blood. They want the number to be under 4. It had been under 4 for the last couple appointments so I was hopeful. This time it came back right at 4. They aren't concerned because she is doing so well and said it could have just been what her body was producing that day and not related to anything she ate. They didn't recommend a recheck so we will get it checked at her next appointment...which won't be until next fall. We only have to go back yearly now. Yay!

We also found out her Vitamin D is low. Not surprising since our strong-willed sassbox refuses to drink any kind of milk substitute (coconut milk, almond milk, soy milk...we've tried them all). The doctor prescribed chewables for her but trying to get the prescription filled has been a nightmare. Insurance wouldn't cover it because she's not over 65. Then I found out it was like $6 for the prescription so told them to order it and I would pay out of pocket. Then they couldn't find it in the amount the doctor was prescribing. After several trips and calls to the pharmacy, I finally gave up and went shopping. After trying Whole Foods I found them at GNC. Brought them home and....she hates them. GAH. I called the Metabolic clinic back and asked for drop recommendations. So, I will be ordering those  and hope they do the trick to get her Vitamin D where it needs to be. Other than that, the appointment was great. She is great. Just the same caution of "delays usually don't show up until around school age."

We often talk to FJ about being a Galacto Girl and having Galactosemia. It's a struggle to figure out how to make your two and a half year old understand that although sharing is very important - she cannot share food if someone offers it to her. I know it will be easier as she gets older but we will continue to have the conversation.

And then there are things she definitely understands...like how to turn our own words on us. So we often say "that's not safe for you" or "we have to make sure that's safe." Well a couple weeks ago miss smarty pants was eating her dinner and decided she was done. She pushed her plate away and looked at me and said, "No mama. Can't. It's not safe for me." :/ AHHHHHHH. I assured her that her mama would never give her something that wasn't not safe for her. Oh boy...we're in for it.

In other news - Francesca will be having tubes put in her ears next Wednesday, March 8. In the last year she has had a couple double ear infections and several single ear infections. At a recheck for the last one the doctor found that although the infection was cleared up there was still fluid in her ears. We went back two weeks later and it was the same, so they sent us to a specialist. They said her hearing is probably impacted to some degree, so hopefully the tubes will help. I know it's a simple procedure but am still anxious, of course. Prayers are appreciated!

She is a rare kid - in more ways than one (I mean, have you met her parents? Especially her dad...) but I wouldn't change her for the world. She is by far the best thing I have ever done.