Do I really want to know? This is the question that I have been wrestling with for the past week and a half. It has made me cranky, irritable, emotional, & it has been interfering with my sleep.
What is it that I'm not sure if I want to know? Tomorrow morning, we're going to load the kids in the car and drive down to Children's Memorial. From there we are going to walk to the geneticist's office.
Geneticist. Genes. I was fascinated with this when I was in college, and I enjoy teaching about it, but now it's going to apply to real life, our life.
Do I want to know what, if any, disorders we have passed onto our daughter and son? Thinking about it makes me want to throw up. On the other hand, what if this gives us answers as to why our daughter doesn't like to eat and isn't growing?
I am torn. Do I want to know or do I not want to know? Good question.