Proving he’s more like me than maybe he’d like to admit – the boy hates being in limbo.

The unknown.

Unanswered questions.

Like a thousand pound weight they bear down on him.

Turning what was a well-behaved, maturing pre-teen into a sullen, moody, lying, ignoring his homework teenager.

Yes, I’m sure part of it can be attributed to the fact that he IS a teenager now (or will be in a week)…and there’s hormones and all sorts of craziness, and two sisters that garner much of his parents attention.

But it’s also largely the unknown.

He doesn’t fully understand Cystic Fibrosis.

And all of my explanations and answers can’t change that.

He’s scared.

He doesn’t know what it would mean for him.

He can’t figure it out without an answer.

If it comes back negative, relief will sweet through each and every one of us.

If it comes back positive…

It will not be easy.

Not that it was “Easy” for Angel – but she is growing up with CF. It is ‘normal’ for her.

Brandon will have to learn a new ‘normal’.

But he will learn.  And be able to deal. And cope.

But that can’t happen without answers.

Getting out of limbo.

Limbo sucks.

(16 days to go…if the results are back in time for that appointment.)