Post by julienc on May 11, 2007 19:54:13 GMT -5
Well, it went about as I had expected. The doctor was a GI, and he seemed to have some idea of HFI. He was a bit skeptical that I actually have HFI rather than Fructose Malabsorption. He said that if I did have it, then I would have been a very sick baby and in the hospital quite often as an infant/toddler. I guess he has a point to some degree - both my brother and I as babies didn't like the fruit, but it wasn't as if we were vomiting constantly when we consumed small portions of it. My mom just didn't push it on us since we ate the veggies and other things. For as long as I remember we just didn't eat the sweet things.
He said the fact that my brother is the same way makes him think that it could be HFI - the hereditary part and all. He referred me to a genetisist but went ahead and did blood work to check my liver and a couple of other things. He was very much in agreement that pursuing a diagnosis is the way to go.
I didn't exactly learn anything new at the appointment, but it was a good first step. He printed out the sugar table from Dr. Tolan's site for me, so that was good. I have seen it, of course, but I was glad he at least had that information. The killer is that the first available appointment with the genetisist is the day after Thanksgiving. The doc may call to "rush" me in, but I doubt they can move it up. I've already waited 30 years, what's another 6 months? It is annoying, though.
For any of you who were diagnosed later in life, as an adult, were you mysteriously sick as babies? Or is your history like mine, where your parents didn't push sweet stuff on you and you stayed away from it as long as you can remember?
He said the fact that my brother is the same way makes him think that it could be HFI - the hereditary part and all. He referred me to a genetisist but went ahead and did blood work to check my liver and a couple of other things. He was very much in agreement that pursuing a diagnosis is the way to go.
I didn't exactly learn anything new at the appointment, but it was a good first step. He printed out the sugar table from Dr. Tolan's site for me, so that was good. I have seen it, of course, but I was glad he at least had that information. The killer is that the first available appointment with the genetisist is the day after Thanksgiving. The doc may call to "rush" me in, but I doubt they can move it up. I've already waited 30 years, what's another 6 months? It is annoying, though.
For any of you who were diagnosed later in life, as an adult, were you mysteriously sick as babies? Or is your history like mine, where your parents didn't push sweet stuff on you and you stayed away from it as long as you can remember?