A few days after learning about Bentley's hearing our pediatrician called and had scheduled an EEG to check for seizures and such. This was scheduled for the same day as our Genetics appt. Convenient.
We did the genetics appt. Nothing spectacular as you can imagine. Those guys are smarter than push-pops but their personality is that of vanilla bean ice cream. They ordered ten million labs, and Bentley was so small we couldnt even draw them all on the same day. So genetics will take a month or two to get back. Now we wait.
Following the labs we got to meet Doris. She's the only name I'll drop because, well, her name is Doris and she was a sweetheart. She was Bentley's EEG tech. Doris was very thorough and explained everything very well. She let us see bentley after she had attached all the electrodes. I got a great pic. Nothing remarkable on the EEG.
We were called back to see the MD. He quickly gave B the once over, and then squirted the dilation solution in her eyes. We had to wait 25 minutes to hear what she could see. While sitting in the waiting room Bentley came to life. She started smiling so much. I still haven't seen her smile so much in succession as she did during those long 20 minutes. While we were adoring her, the angel and her mother left. Lindsay was a wreck. Don't let her lie to you. She would hold it in for a minute or two and then let a wave pour out. She knew it wasn't good. She had a look of despair and helplessness on her face, it broke my heart. I tried to distract her with Bentley's gazes. I was holding her. Bentley kept looking up at us as if to say "I'm fine, you guys are the best parents ever. I don't know why you're stressing." About ten minutes after they left, the angel returned. Not because she wanted to, but her mom did. Her mom walked back into the lobby and right at Lindsay. She stood there and just said, "I'm praying for you. I know the look on your face. I had it once." She proceeded to tell us her story. One of heartache and despair for a child. Mom and her daughter were such a gift that morning. They offered a spot of comfort and hope, when all seemed lost.
At this point I suspect it was obvious to everyone in the waiting room that we were not expecting to get good news. We walked back to see the doc when they called our name. He inspected Bentley's eyes to find scarring over the macula of her retina. He informed us that this will result in permanent loss of her central/focal vision. It appeared to be old scarring as if from early in pregnancy. So, there was no indication it was due to something after birth that we could have done. I guess that was good. He also added that there was a chance Bentley could have some peripheral vision. That would require a further test to check for at this age.
As we left, I made an appt for an ERG to check her peripheral vision. Lindsay cried. Bentley smiled. The lobby was giving us those looks of "i don't want to look but i do i'm so sorry i'm looking but i just cant turn away." Another sweet woman stopped us on the way out to say she was praying for us.
We went home.
****Forgive me if some technical aspects of my information are slightly off or wrong. I'm telling it as I remember it. I'm trying to be as accurate as possible and not just say "she's blind" even tho there may be a small chance of peripheral vision, as an example.