Malcolm’s visit with the neurologist today could not have gone better. Though we had to wait about an hour past our appointment time to see the doctor, Mal was happy and a big flirt with everybody. No wonder we jokingly call him "Mal-Content."
Not only did Mal do all his “tricks” for the doctor (excellent reflexes, good focus and eye movement), but the doctor had NO concerns whatsoever about his ultrasound. Big Larry and I were both there, and after examining Malcolm and measuring everybody’s heads, he was convinced that this is “famililal macrocephaly” and we don't have to follow up or anything.
God is good!
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Awesome!
When I read your last post, I really did have a Holy Spirit peace and confidence that everything was fine.
God is good.
I am rejoicing with you!