Saturday, November 10, 2012

Good Morning, Mr. Phelps

When my hematologist got my diagnosis he gave me a chore.  Since this illness(syndrome? disease? condition?) in my case is hereditary, there is a high probability that my children and my siblings could also carry the defect.  And they could all pass the gene to their children.

There is no cure.  There is treatment.  The doctor told me it was my responsibility to inform my relatives who are also at risk.  The propensity for more serious health risks are very likely with this diagnosis.  My consequences were horrible and scary; hopefully with knowledge and medical action my relatives can avoid any similar health result.

Calling my girls was easy.

Contacting my siblings was much more difficult.  A few days ago I spoke to the one sib I had been unable to reach.  I got to use the same words in my own voice that I left on voicemail to some and in direct conversation with others.  Now I know there is no excuse for misinterpretation.  I hope they all have the blood work.  If any of them are carriers I hope they are treated.

I accepted my mission.

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