An Unforseen Diagnosis
Last week was full of ups and downs.
On Monday (the 18th), we got a call from our pediatrician. Results from Harper’s newborn screening (standard tests they take in the hospital a day or two after she is born) came back and there were abnormalities in some of her genetic mutations. Long story short, there was a chance she could have cystic fibrosis (CF).
We were devastated. CF is a genetic disease that often causes respiratory infections; one that we didn’t have any control over. Immediately racing through our minds were questions like: how could this happen? was it a medical testing error? will this affect her life? why do we have to wait this long to find out for sure?
We found out this initial information on Monday yet the doctor told us we couldn’t get further testing until the following Tuesday. We had to wait over a week?! More than anything, the waiting and not knowing was what choked our spirits.
Thankfully, Jen was able to do a little leg-work and get Harper’s appointment transferred over to a different hospital on a different day. Instead of playing the waiting game and worrying over the weekend, we were able to go in and get the test completed and analyzed on Thursday.
After all was said and done, we ended up finding out Harper’s diagnosis: she is a healthy carrier of CF, which means it won’t affect her life whatsoever until she decides to have children when she is older. If her spouse also happens to be a carrier, there would be a 25% chance her child could have CF. It also means that I am unknowingly a carrier of CF (since Jen tested negative for the mutation that Harper tested positive for during her pre-pregnancy testings).
We were relieved.
We were comforted.
We were grateful.
It it begged the question: would we continue to glorify God even if “the worst happened”?
A friend of mine, who was praying for our little girl during the week, emailed me something quite challenging:
In principle, what would you and Jen do if Harper is diagnosed with CF? Would it diminish your faith? Would it call into question God’s goodness? Would you become angry and disillusioned, or would you simply take it as His will and realize that everything will be okay.
I am saying that perhaps you and Jen might brace yourselves for every possibility, and remember that no matter what, He is to be praised.
While it has been a week since we received the “good news”, I have been chewing on that email ever since then. Do I question God’s sovereignty? Absolutely not. Is it hard to release control of things that are out of my hands and just trust? Absolutely yes.