We have been waiting for Kyler to get well so that we can complete the test's to see if Kyler really has what they think that he has. Well, he's well and we go in bright and early to have this dreaded test. I think that I haven't worried about it much because I've known that we couldn't do it and I haven't thought about it. Now, that it's tomorrow I am freaking out a bit. For the most part I just want to know so that we can go on with our lives, even if it means it will be different around here. On the other hand I don't want to know. I am happy with the way things are and I'm not sure how strong I really am. I do know that people handle much worse things on a daily basis and I should be thankful that it's not something worse, but..... it's hard to see your kids struggle with things. I've decided that I'm going to try very hard to be optimistic. We have lived with him for 7 months now and we haven't had too tough of a time so far, I'm sure that we will take it one thing at a time and adjust. Man, 24 hours sure is a long time....Hopefully this time tomorrow we will have some answers...finally.