Three years and 8 months since Carter John Dyck was born.
Three years and 8 months since Carter threw up for the first time. Two years
and nine months since Carter nearly died for the first time. Two years and 3
months since I started writing this blog. Two years since Carter was
hospitalized for the first time. One year and 3 months since we started GAPS.
One year since Carter’s last FPIES reaction.
We have reached a new place in our lives, a place where Fear
does not reign over our lives. A place where Food is does not control our
lives. A place where Crayons, Markers, Palydoh and Paint are no longer enemies.
A place where Sleep is not an exception to the rule. A place where “Just a
Taste” doesn’t mean a trip to the ER. A place where the nebulizer doesn’t live
on the kitchen counter. A place where screams of pain do not fill our home. A
place where days are spent playing and laughing.
What is this new place, you ask? It is the land of GAPS. The
land of Healing. The land of Hope. We have sailed across stormy waters and turbulent
seas to get here. We’ve endured more than we ever thought possible. And we have
left the land of FPIES . . . FOREVER. We
will not be returning to that darkness. We have found Life for our little boy.
