Ok – i know I have been delinquent with this update. i don’t even think I could have predicted that it would mean another week in the hospital and then another week to recuperate once we left there! So – in my semi-coherent, very tired, not making a whole lot of sense state, i will attempt to give at least a brief overview of what we learned during our time in pittsburgh.

Overall, I have to say that we DID receive a lot of answers there. I had sent about a 4 page email to Dr. G ahead of time, per her request, that listed out all of my questions that we did not get to go over during our visit to her office the week before. I went through system by system what my main questions were that i craved answers for, what things we deal with on a daily basis that just never seem to make much sense, but are a real part of our life nonetheless. And when we got there, she told me that she had forwarded my email on to her team of about 5 or 6 residents (i lost track of the entourage with her every day!), and told them “THIS is why these people have traveled across three states to come see us, and THIS is going to be our job this week, to answer as many of these questions that we can find the answers for”.

and sure enough, they all had a pretty clear vision of what we were trying to get help with. As i was able to post about during the first few days – we had specialist after specialist coming in to the room in a near non-stop parade. There were many times throughout the day when I would pick up the phone to call home to talk to the other girls, and in would walk another doctor with another set of questions or testing suggestions. it was truly dizzying, and utterly amazing.

I will try to go system by system and give you the run-down on what we learned:

Eyes:  Although i personally felt like this was akin to trying to stuff a baby octopus in a pair of pantyhose, we somehow were able to dilate kendall’s eyes and have a fundoscopic exam. They tell me that they didn’t see anything of concern at this time. If my darling child had been in any way shape or form cooperative for this exam, i would buy that hook line and sinker. Considering the fact that all three of us were sweating bullets from trying to pin her down for more than point-3 seconds so they could shine the microscope thing into her eyes – I am guessing this one will need to be re-visited next year. (And in case you are wondering why we had to do it at all, many metabolic diseases, including mitochondrial disease, can affect the vision and structures of the eye because of the sheer amount of energy they consume. It has been suggested to us at least 5 times in the past year by 5 different doctors to get this exam done, and Dr G  felt very strongly that we needed to get one sooner rather than later.) Other than her eyes remaining freakishly dilated for the next 48 hours, i think we were able to say that her vision seems to be ok for now. considering her nearly legally blind parents, this is a huge relief!

ENT/Speech: The major thing to come out of this consult is that Kendall is still refluxing, pretty badly, and her swallow has gotten worse at some point in the past few months. The feeding therapist was able to point out that what we have always thought of as just a cute quirk of Kendall eating was actually a pain response to the massive refluxing she is doing. It’s hard to explain in words without showing you, but basically Kendall will drink her bottle a few gulps at a time, and then put her binky in her mouth for a few suck/swallows. We always joke about her being “two-fisted” – having the binky in one hand and the bubba in the other. Apparently it’s not a joke to kendall! The therapist said that she actually has to teach most kids who reflux like this to DO this – to slow their swallow down and suck on something else to help the refluxate stay in place in the stomach. I’ve known that Kendall still has some “reflux issues” when she gets the super bad hiccups that just don’t go away, but having the therapist point out how often she is refluxing when she eats was kind of heart-breaking to see. What makes this even worse to me is that she is doing this through the fundo wrap. Meaning that it is either completely blown, that it is very loose, or that she is refluxing with a ton of pressure to get past the fundo tightening.

The next day she was able to get squeezed in for a video swallow study (nothing short of amazing really – that NEVER happens to us that we can get added in at the last minute!). At this study, Kendall was VERY amenable to trying the different textures they wanted her to try. In swallow studies in the past, including one in march of this year, Kendall has been less than enthusiastic or able to tolerate the different textures – thin liquids, thick liquids, purees, and crunchies. What we have known/assumed is that Kendall used to have dysphagia/aspiration on everything she ate (first few months of her life). After the Vital Stim therapy she went through last spring, she seemd to have an ok swallow with thin liquids (her formula in the bottle with a preemie sized nipple on so that she could control the flow better), did great with crunchies (cereal, crackers, cookies, etc), and was having a hard time clearing thicker liquids/purees from her airway because she just lacks the muscle tone to move them. In March, she showed some “near penetrations” with everything – but we thought it was just because she was pretty sick at the time. (well, that and i was still in a pretty good state of denial at that time because I didn’t want to take her NPO – nothing by mouth – even though it was being suggested to us to help her lungs/airway out in early spring).

And on this “perfect” test – meaning she willingly tried all the textures and i thought was handling them pretty well for her (no obvious choking/gagging like we get a lot of the time) – she was penetrating/nearly aspirating on thin liquids, and doing the near penetration thing with purees. Hard crunchies were, i think, ok – at least they didn’t say anything about it to me. I was too devastated at the thin liquid news to process much past that. I don’t know if I was more disappointed because this is possibly an area of regression (meaning she has gone backwards, lost some skill she previously had), or because she maybe never had the skill in the first place. Either way, dysphagia is still well and alive in our repertoire of ICD-9 (insurance billing) codes. And dysphagia is, in and of itself, a sign of neurological involvement or impairment. But I am pretty good about blocking that last part out. So – final answer – thicken her feeds (with a commercial thickener), and if she is sick or otherwise having a “floppy day”, eliminate oral feeds as much as possible.

GI/Intestinal Motility:  The I-care team came in to meet with us and ask us a few questions regarding Kendall’s motility. While I really do have probably the most questions regarding this area, they seemed a little hesitant to jump in with changes or recommendations at this time with all the other testing we were doing that week. Turns out they were right (based on the fact that her gut did indeed take a nosedive into shutdownsville a mere three days after they came in!) They do want to follow her and work closely with her GI in Milwaukee to figure out what function she does have, and if it is possible that we will be able to get her back onto G feeds, or even full oral feeds at some point in time. I am guessing that for right now, they feel like J-feeds are her best option, and don’t want to do anything to mess up the quasi-homeostasis she is (or at least WAS) currently at. I am hoping that we will get some better direction here, although really, after what we saw happen to her gut from some anesthesia/headache pain, I am not real into making any major jumps or changes anytime soon! So while they didn’t have a whole lot in the way of “answers”, they do seem prepared to jump in when or as needed in order to maintain the function we do have and make appropriate plans from there.

Physiatry/Physical Medicine & Rehab doctor:  This poor doc got to see Kendall on her WORST day – the last one, when she would hardly even put her feet down for the doc, let alone show her the “drunken sailor” walk. In essence, this doc does feel that Kendall’s prognosis will likely be based on her final diagnosis – but did recommend for now that we continue to brace Kendall’s feet to correct her awkward positioning of her feet and hopefully provides some stability to her legs and hips. She also recommended that we continue with the high regimen of therapy that we are currently on, and was pleased that Kendall is already in aqua (swimming) therapy. Other recommendations included a rubber helmet to protect Kendall’s huge noggin from outdoor falls (to which Ben swiftly replied “heck no”), and possibly a medical/adaptive stroller, carseat and high chair in order to provide her with the support she needs to be properly positioned for each of those different activities. Again, she would like to see Kendall for follow up if we do come back to Pittsburgh so she can make more specific recommendations, especially once we get more diagnosis direction.

Immunology/Allergy/ID:  The MAJOR question for this team was “do we need to start IVIG for Kendall?”  IVIG, or passive immunization, has been bounced around by kendall’s docs for almost a year now, with no one being able or willing to pull the trigger on saying yes or no. it’s just been THERE. Yes she probably needs it, but no we don’t want to be the ones to recommend it. The problem is that we really can see how much of a hit her ENTIRE system takes when it is metabolically overloaded or stressed. she has proven that time and time again over the past year with provocations both big and small. And since she has not managed to break her 4 month “out of the hospital” streak from random infections requiring inpatient support, we really need to have a better plan in place with cold and flu season coming up. So after re-testing her immune levels, the pittsburgh immuno team ACTUALLY CAME UP WITH A PLAN. I am still shocked. Well actually, they tried to pull the same “well, mom, its up to you! we could go either way on this!” – and i told that darling little 1st year resident that that was NOT a real answer and she better go scrounge up a quarter somewhere and flip it because i did NOT want to hear her come back in until or unless she had a solid answer. So the head attending for immuno came in to explain things a wee bit better, and said that essentially, her immune levels, the ones her body has to make all on its own, are all still very borderline low. They aren’t just “bumping up” on their own as she gets older/healthier as we had all hoped last year when we discovered her deficiencies in this area. And considering that they were all just barely within range at THIS TIME, when she is about as healthy as we’ve ever seen her – I shudder to think how low they could be going when she is actually trying to fight an infection. Dr. M said that in cases like this where there isn’t a clear scream out for IVIG (meaning her body is making SOME immune response, just probably not ENOUGH for her infection rate) – they typically recommend prophylactic antibiotics – a little dose every day to just help the body fight infections better. Considering that we ARE already doing this, and have been for a few months now – we will know that if Kendall continues to get infections that land her inpatient, we will be making the right call to start the IVIG. The pittsburgh team will send orders over to the infusion center of our choice here locally, and we will get it started as soon as we decide she needs it. Once she starts it, she will be on it for 6 month cycles as we assess her function and ability to fight infections. Once she proves that she is doing a better job of making her own immunities, she can be done with it. This was not my original understanding of how it worked, so this was relieving to me to hear. I thought it was in essence a “once you start you can’t ever really stop” type of deal, and that it would take a few months to have an actual affect on the infection rate. Dr. M was really great about answering all my (stupid) questions and helping us figure out a little better when and where and if we will start the IVIG therapy. For the uninitiated, IVIG is essentially a blood transfusion of the “immunized” blood of many different donors (I realize i am oversimplifying it for those who DO know about it!). It can be very tough for kids’ bodies to handle for this reason, as their body has to work really hard to assimilate all these immunities into their own bloodstream and then start making its own little similar army of immunities. When you first start the therapy, it is very likely that it will need to be run as an inpatient to monitor for bad reactions. It will require monthly visits to an infusion center, where they typically hook little kids up to their chemo. It will require a tramautic poke to search for a vein that will hold for the entire length of the infusion (usually 8-12 hours). I give you all these details not because it’s something we have decided on, but so you understand why it’s not just an easy answer. But it WAS an answer, finally – so for this we are grateful.

Pulmonology:  I am getting super tired now so I am going to try to condense these last few because i am sure i will be back to revisit them in other posts! – Pulmo doc was AWESOME. She was mildly horrified at all that Kendall has had to endure with respiratory infections, but is very encouraged that as of yet, Kendall has not needed intubation for ventilator support during these infections. (so are we!) The biggest news of all came during the bronchoscopy that was performed when Kendall was under for the MRI/MRS on thursday, where dr. A (yes both of our pulmo’s are now Dr. A’s!!!) discovered that Kendall’s left airway, just past her trachea, is in a state of near-collapse on a pretty regular basis. The airway was flopping in on the camera, so Dr. A said that if its that floppy with the semi-hard tube of the camera in there, she can only imagine how hard it is for Kendall to keep it open when she is running around/playing/upright/coughing/fighting infections. this may explain why we see such a “need” for the oxygen support even though her sats look ok – but that may also be purely metabolic in nature. There were a few other non-specific findings – her lungs started bleeding when the camera barely scraped the edge, there was some evidence of atelactasis (I think i spelled that right – lung collapse, basically), some inflammation from aspirations – nothing shocking like the bronchomalacia on the left side. They sucked a bunch of junk (“broncheoalveolar lavage” – isn’t that a fun word???) out of both sides and are seeing if it grows anything fun that might explain the repeated pneumonias – but it is looking more and more like those are from the reflux from below or the bad swallowing from above.

They recommended that we start using a “cough assist” machine – the scream machine! – to help Kendall learn how to cough stuff out of her airways better and hopefully strengthen that left side to stay open a little bit better on its own. We switched up a few of her meds since the albuterol we typically use in her nebulizer when she is getting “junky” with her breathing is a muscle relaxer – apparently NOT what you want to have happen when your airway is already happy to collapse in on itself. So now we have to give her Atrovent in the nebulizer, which our regular Dr. A makes her have when she is inpatient and it turns her into a raving psycho-toddler hose-beast. Can you tell I *heart* this medicine? But – if it works and keeps us out of the hospital, then so be it. Pulmo wanted to follow us weekly I think if she could! But will settle for us following up with her anytime we are in pittsburgh, with at least monthly phone calls/emails to check in with pittsburgh Dr. A.   I really liked this doctor and her team of residents and am hopeful that they can help us get the lung junk stuff under better control for Kendall!

Cardiology: they did not feel there was any evidence of Pulmonary Hypertension at this time, do not feel her PDA is significant due to its size (small), and DO feel like even though her heart is asked to do a lot because her autonomic system likes to go haywire and tell it to beat way too many times per minutes sometimes – that it is a good STRONG heart, and should be able to withstand the pressures put on it. That was good news to HEAR, but the reports listing all her “cardiomegaly” and “left sided hypertrophy” were a little less encouraging. Along with a few other valve “insufficiencies” that were listed as minor – it just means her little heart does work pretty hard every day – and again – this is during her HEALTHY time! I am not sure that we’ve left the PH issue in the dust just yet, but hearing that her heart seems strong at the moment was certainly good! So we will continue on with the intermittent O2 therapy during times of stress and continue to monitor her HR’s.

Neurology:  Dr. Goldstein, the main doc who was running the show for us in pittsburgh, had some really good conversations with me every evening after we had seen everyone else for that day. I will need to blog about the details of these convo’s as well as the genetics consult in a different post as I am still trying to process through all of that info. But basically, it does not appear that she is having seizure like activity RIGHT NOW in her healthy time. Her MRI/MRS showed more of her “abnormal but diagnostic” features of “mystery metabolic disease”, as well as “delayed myelination” – which is just a fancy term for slow=growing brain cells. It explains some of her developmental delays and her struggles to catch up in spite of the huge amounts of therapy – but beyond that doesn’t mean a whole lot right now.

and that’s about all I can remember or type right now…

I am sure i will have more to type tomorrow!

 

t-crest

how are we still “in the hospital” one week later? I feel like my life has revolved around the revolving door of a hospital for the past three weeks.

sorry – I am going to try to not be overly whiny in this post.

I know so many of you are faithfully praying for our sweet girl and want some updates!

As best as I can recap –

Friday morning when we were due for discharge, Kendall stopped walking, would not bear weight on her legs, and in fact would just crumple into a screaming mess on the floor if we tried to put her down. She was ok if she was laying flat in her bed, but would not make much of an effort to move at all. We dosed her up with tylenol, which was not holding the screaming pain fits off, so we went to IV Tordol (basically it’s the IV version of ibuprofen), which knocked her out for four hours. She woke up happier than she had been all day. we put her down and she walked around so we told the nurse we were ready for discharge. The floor resident said if we were ready to go, we could go. No one came in to examine her or to go over discharge stuff with us. We packed up and were pulling out of the hospital parking lot when kendall started retching (trying to puke, but it hits her fundo and can’t get up). I jokingly said – “no ma’am! Let’s not puke the whole way home!” Oh the propheticness…

Twenty minutes later Kendall violently vomited all over herself and everything in her seat. And let me tell you – if you thought Oreo’s were messy going IN – well, wait till you see them come back out. She had had about one fourth of an oreo on our way out of the hospital and that small bite came back to haunt me for the next five hours! We stopped about an hour away, changed her, hooked her up to drainage bags and pedialyte and oxygen and thought we were good. We thought maybe it was a reaction to the Tordol, or just maybe being overly tired from a long hard week – we thought it was the end of it. But it wasn’t. She continued to violently vomit the whole 8 hour drive home. We stopped counting the times and stopped even trying to get her cleaned up. We just changed out towels and blankets as best as we could. She was definitely hurting.

We knew we were going to pass two children’s hospitals on the way home, but every time we would get near them, it seemed like she was improving. you have to understand how very tired we all were, how we just wanted to get home, how much we missed the other children – we weren’t TRYING to be stupid about Kendall, we just really had no idea which was the lesser of two evils. And plus you’re thinking  – ok surely there’s nothing left in there now, THIS will be the last time she pukes.

We made it home, she laid right down in her crib and went to bed. I slept on the floor next to her crib because by this time she was puking so hard that she would choke/not clear her airway, and I was so afraid to leave her alone. She slept for about four hours, woke up excited to see her sisters, and started puking again. Called Dr. Natalie who gave me a virtual beat-down through the nurse “ YOU KNOW BETTER!!! YOU SHOULD HAVE TURNED RIGHT AROUND!!! WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?!?!?! YOU GET TO THE ER RIGHT NOW!”

So off we went. Good thing I hadn’t unpacked a THING.

i took kaylen with me, Ben had the older girls at the softball tournament, my parents met us at the ER. We were met outside the doors by an angel of a nurse who must have seen how floppy kendall was, or maybe i just looked like as crappy as I felt – but he took kendall and ran us past the line of 30 people waiting to be triaged and into a room. They took one look at the protocol letter i had in my hand and got to work. It was darn near impossible to get a new line started – kendall’s arms and legs are all bruised up like she’s been in a prize fight from losing spots and blowing veins all week. But they got a line in, got fluids started, and I turned off her pump of pedialyte I had been running into her J-tube. And instantly she started to calm down.

She was lethargic and floppy and didn’t want lights on and didn’t want us to touch her or talk to her that whole afternoon. That nite the doctor comes in to tell me that Kendall’s labs were going a little wonky (heading towards metabolic acidosis), and that she had put her on PICU consult – meaning that the PICU doctor would make the calls about Kendall being able to stay on the floor or having to transfer to the PICU for higher level care. Kendall was on an IV fluid containing 5% dextrose, and her sugars were still dropping. She had not made any pee in over 18 hours – she was just in a bad way. At one point I was really super scared for her – she was pale as a ghost, even her lips, felt cold and clammy, and was floppy when i tried to pick up her arms or legs. Her body temp was 95 degrees.

Somewhere in the early morning she started to seem to stabilize, so we stayed out of the PICU, but they were still worried about what she was doing. Dr Aljadeff came in to check on her, took one look at the black bile draining out of her stomach and said in his wonderful accent “ clearly, what we are dealing with here is much bigger than a possible and rare CSF leak”.  wonderful. So we talked about “paralytic ileus”, where the gut THINKS its obstructed, so it stops moving. And yes, in essence, this is what has happened to kendall. We took a KUB (tummy x-ray) – and there is no obvious obstruction, so we can’t just give her an enema and get things moving. We can’t go in surgically and “fix” anything and wake it up. Her body just has to wake it up on its own.

and we have no idea how long that might take.

I tried valiantly to start the pedialyte back up yesterday afternoon – and kendall immediately started in with her pain signs – kicking the bed, writhing around, moaning, crying, grabbing at her head and her chest. So I turned it off. Understand that the rate I am dripping into her intestines is about equivalent to a teaspoon over the course of an hour. We are talking droplets of moisture hitting her tummy – and causing that much of a reaction. She instantly starts making more bubbles in her farrell bag when we do this too – so clearly her whole gut is reacting to the feed attempts.

That is all i know right now. Thank you to my dad and mom who went to the hospital yesterday so I could come get the big girls ready for school to start tomorrow. They are being inducted into the injustices of hospital life – including lab techs who think nothing of flipping on every light on the unit at o’dark thirty to get their lab draw, living off of vending machine food, and the kind of crazy things you start doing to entertain babies when the mind-numbing boredom sets in! so if you see them and they are jabbering non-sense, take it easy on them!

I hear reports from Poppa that Kendall is anxious to get something/anything to EAT right now – so we are trying a sucker to see how that goes! The problem is that she doesn’t understand yet that eating is what is making her feel so bad, and its VERY hard to say no to a kid who hasn’t really eaten anything in a few days, but if we try to put too much into her semi-functional gut, we could make the problem worse, and set her back another day or two! it’s a tough balance.

Hopefully her gut really has just decided to wake up on its own. No one at LG has any clue what else to do for her except pumping her full of sugar water. I am afraid to take her out of the hospital prematurely again, because I just don’t know if we will get another IV started if we have to go back in two days or a week. Ok I know I am the one jabbering non-sense right now. that is the udpate as I know it.

I will go back and cover all that we learned last week. It was full of answers, some good, some helpful, some…..harder to swallow. literally.

thank you for the prayers – for the gifts (colleen – I about died at the cuteness of the minnie mouse overload!!!) – for thinking of us – for the emails and facebook posts – for everything.

Keep thinking good tummy thoughts for Kendall! Your prayers are always so appreciated!

 

T-crest

This is going to be a quickie – well, as quick as it gets around here.

Seriously – this will be bare bones stuff that I will come back and fill in the gaps on tomorrow.

Today started out by me coming over from RMH (the ronald mcdonald house where i come to sleep for a few hours every nite) to our nurse telling me she had orders to take Kendall NPO cause of her MRI in a few hours. This was further compounded by pulmo coming in to talk to me about the bronchoscopy and having me sign consents – it all made me think we were indeed doing the “big testing” today.

turns out that apparently “MBSS” (modified barium swallow study) and “MRI” look a little too much alike for a night nurse at the end of her shift!

So once we got that all figured out, Kendall was able to eat a quick breakfast (three trix balls, a bite of english muffin, and two bites of pancakes), and then got taken NPO again (this also means tube feeds – it means no food at all. Well, ok NPO means nil per oral …. i digress.

what was on the agenda for today was that she had a one hour EEG (leads hooked to her head to watch for seizures or seizure activity in her brain waves – tons of fun for a very sensory kid), the MBSS to see if she is still aspirating or an aspiration risk, and the EKG on her heart (not to be confused with the ECG or “echo” that was a dismal failure yesterday).

I will get into details tomorrow – I promise – but the long and short of today is that she does not appear to be having any seizure like activity on the EEG – GOOD NEWS!

She can safely swallow purees (which we previously did not think she was swallowing safely) – GOOD NEWS.

we were able to get a calm quiet 20 second picture printed out of her heart from the EKG – GOOD NEWS.

We finally had immuno lay out a plan for us with the IVIG – this is GREAT news!!!! One of the biggest questions we had in coming here.

And – she got essentially a D+ on her thin liquid portion of the swallow study – BAD NEWS. I mean, don’t get me wrong – its not the worst news. It’s just – saddening. If you are lucky enough to know Kendall “in real life”, you have probably seen her happily sucking away on her “bubba” (bottle). (Dear Megan the SLP – I know you hate that she still has the bubba!) It is as much a part of her as her crazy curly hair or her infectious giggle. If she was not able to take almost half of her calories in by “bubba” every day, she would be hurting in a bad way not only for calories, but for hydration. Even hooked up to the pump 24/7, she would still make just over half her daily goal. Plus her ability to walk around uninhibited would be greatly reduced. But – in more than a few conversations over the past couple of days, it is becoming clear that not all is as well in the swallowing/keeping food out of her lungs/keeping food in her stomach arena as we have lulled ourselves into thinking these past few months.

Don’t worry – she can STILL HAVE her bubbas! (I know all of you who aren’t grandparents of KQA were just waiting on the edge of your seat for that announcement).

but – we have to start thickening any liquids she takes by mouth with a super thick clear goop called – watch out this is creative genius right here – “Simply Thick”. I know!!! BRILLIANT!!!

Because I just needed one more thing to do in my day. Now I get to make my daughters bottles the equivalent of trying to drink a chocolate shake through a coffee stirrer. We gave her her first thickened feed tonite and she took one tug on it, pulled it back and looked at me like – “you have GOT to be kidding me, right???? oh well, I’m tired – BOTTOMS UP!!!” The effort gave her a wicked case of the hiccups for no joke an HOUR afterwards, but hopefully she managed to figure out which was her esophagus and which was her trachea while she was sucking like a madwoman on that bottle.

In the long run – I know this is a good thing. It’s just hard to hear it today – because it seems like just one more area she should be “growing out of” her problems, and instead they are just getting worse. But – like I said – it will be a good thing in the long run to have this info because it will help us protect her lungs better, which means hopefully protecting her immune system better, which means hopefully not as many hospitalizations.

We (or at least I – Ben has been at work all week and hasn’t talked to her for more than three seconds) continue to be amazed at Dr. G’s innate sense of being in tune with what Kendall is doing, what things she is looking for, what all these consult reports from different docs coming in hourly every day mean for the bigger picture. She sat with me today for a LONG while and explained through a lot of things, gave me some good perspective. I need to process through it a little more –b ut I will put it all on here soon enough.

for now, I need to get in bed. I am going to need my rest for tomorrow, when the REAL MRI is scheduled for. Tonite we are stressing kendall’s system out (on purpose) in order to get good baseline metabolic labs. It scares the whoopie out of me because this is what we kill ourselves to AVOID on a daily basis at home. But – i know we need this labwork, and I know she is in very capable hands here at the hospital if she DOES crash. She will be getting fluids only – no dextrose, no feeds. But at the first sign of stress, test over, sugar in. So – since no one knows her random little signs better than me, I need to be there. I need to be there in case she starts getting stressed out in her sleep and can’t give us any good signs. I need to be there when they come in to draw labs off her already failing IV without the aid of a tourniquet to get good blood flow. I need to be there when she wakes up to a team of people “doing stuff” to her and she scans the crowd for that one familiar face, mine. so I can sing twinkle twinkle to her even though she is screaming “NO” at me and biting through her binkies in frustration and pain.

so I need my sleep.

more details will come tomorrow. And in case I haven’t put it somewhere else – She is first on the OR list for the morning – 7 am Eastern time she will have an MRI/MRS, spinal tap, bronchoscopy, and then sedated echo. Anesthesia will keep her under while cardio determines route (PDA closure or not), and then that will either be performed right then and there or she will be taken up to recovery.  I have been told that anesthesiologists know all about her prior reactions to certain kinds of anesthetic and that she WILL need a PICU bed if they decide to hang a LR (a solution they like to use in the OR for ????? no one knows why they like it when it causes so many side effects for kiddo’s mostly, and especially for kiddo’s like kendall). This is what happened after her last GA (general anesthesia) – and it was brutal to watch. I know that with some mito/metabolic kids they say no LR as a precaution – it is a proven FACT for kendall that it will cause issues. I am prepared to go in with my boxing gloves on – but I have a feeling that they already know exactly what to do for kendall quinn (from her awesome doctor!)

So – that’s that for tonite.

Thanks so much for all the awesome e=cards you all have sent – they nearly cover one whole wall across from kendall’s bed! SO very heartwarming! and the prayers are definitely being felt! So thank you all!

have a good nite!

 

terra

As we had to head to the basement with every siren in a twenty mile radius going off!!!

So – tornado warnings aside – I have to get down a few other medical details for today or else i will forget. If you are lucky enough to be up this late to read it, THANKS!!!!

Anyways – Kendall is definitely showing signs of complete over-exhaustion from our trip since yesterday. Her sats (oxygen levels in her blood/circulating through her system) were crappy for her, while her HR was way too high. Not a good combo (she was 91 over 180’s). I can’t even imagine how high her heart would have had to go in order to actually bring her sats back up. So I hooked her up to the oxygen, cranked it up to 2 liters, and an hour later FINALLY started seeing the numbers improve.

Should have probably just kept her on it continuous for the past 24 hours (or more), but I didn’t, so we get today – which is more of the same crappy numbers, more irritability, zero appetite, not being able to last for an entire therapy session (granted she had three today), and then, the reason for this post, what may or may not have been a seizure. It was weird enough and long enough that it freaked her therapist out, even more so when i said, oh she does that a lot, but that’s the longest i have ever seen her go. i really was kind of ok to just blow this off until the therapist brought it up again at the end of our session. Then i couldn’t stop thinking about it.

if it WAS a seizure, it was an “absence” seizure (petit mal, simple partial). Basically she just “zoned out” – which she does whenever she is super tired, all my kids do, heck even I do – but i can still respond during mine, and the other girls are always quick to snap out of it if you clap/call their names, etc. Kendall’s today lasted a full minute (her therapist thought it was longer), she was completely unresponsive to anything we did during that time, and she was just clearly not THERE during this time.She also had this weird hand flutter at the end of it, and then as soon as we were in the car after therapy she was CONKED out (about twenty minutes after the thing happened).

Regardless, my issue is more that I think we need to get this HR/sat thing under control, even though it is clearly related to her level of exhaustion. I called Dr. A’s office, where they were of course more concerned about the possible seizure, and think she needs to be brought in for an evaluation. Which, yes, she might, but really, it’s besides the point. She doesn’t have a seizure disorder, so whatever it was, it was caused by or triggered by the stress she is under RIGHT NOW, and THAT is what we need to figure out/control. They are calling back first thing in the morning once they see if they can squeeze her in to their schedule, but hopefully i am able to get just a good o2 regimen out of them over the phone which is all i really wanted. I think she just needs to get back to her rhythm, catch up on sleep, get the o2 support for a few solid days, maybe get her b12/carnitine boosted up for a few days, and call it good by this time next week.

UNLESS she is doing all this cause she is brewing an infection somewhere, which would suck, because the longer it goes, the more likely resistant it is to the omnicef, which means the more likely she is to need to go in for IV meds. So hopefully its not that. hopefully it wasn’t a seizure. hopefully all of this is because she just got too worn out last week, too worn out LEARNING HOW TO WALK!!!! i need to make that its own post!

anyways – i know this is a scattered one. i just had to get some of those things down.

terra

Audiences. Love. Aliens.

$20 terratalking bucks to the first person who can name that movie.

Sometimes when life is going a hundred miles an hour in 64000 different directions, you just gotta sit down and blog. Try to compose your thoughts DSC_0048 into some semblance of a crazy chaotic orchestra to at least give a rhythm and a beat to the madness rushing around you. 

Life isn’t crazy in a bad way – just….busy. I guess this is nothing new. It’s just that without therapy this week to keep my natural cadence, i am realizing how precariously balanced all the other spinning plates are! And again – none of this is eye-opening in a bad way. If anything, it is making me WANT to grab the reins again and say whoa, hold up here. NOBODY PUTS BABY IN A CORNER!!!! 2SS_7706 Oh wait, wrong movie…NOBODY runs my life except me. and the aliens who call me mommy. So I feel a sort of “fresh start” coming on. It’s the ending of school and the beginning of summer and I have 12 long weeks stretching ahead of me in which to better organize the details, many and varied though they be, of my/our life. So that is what our first half-week of summer vacation will be. Going over new chore charts, going over the super-new “I’m Bored!!! Great then go do one of these fun jobs” chart, and in general trying to find a way to better organize the mundane tasks that fill up my days.

I also need to catch up blog about the new baby kitties that have taken up residence somewhere in our house (they are so small they are hard to find most of the time, but at least it keeps the girls occupied trying to search for them), try to catch Kendall doing some of her new signs on video, and then all the rest of the mindless drivel that usually pours forth from my brain to my fingers to this screen.

For those who come here mostly for Kendall updates – she is still holding her own. I think her body is working a little harder lately to try to adjust to the warm weather/humidity. We have had to keep the air-con on pretty much non-stop for the past couple weeks because she just starts getting too warm after only a few minutes outside when its above 80 and any kind of muggy. No doctors have ever really walked us through this, but it was last year on this weekend (Memorial Day) that she overheated really bad, started profusely vomiting, ended up with pneumonia, and eventually landed in the hospital on June 9th, during which hospitalization she had her surgeries and we realized – ummm, yeah. she’s definitely not growing out of this like we had hoped. DSC_0073 We know she has some degree of “autonomic dysfunction”, which is a nice term docs give you when they want to sound educated about what is going on with your baby, but know that they really don’t have a CLUE about how to help it. It is your body’s amazing innate ability to monitor how fast you need to breathe, how fast your heart should pump, whether you need more insulin or more sugar released into your bloodstream, whether you need to put on a jacket or take off a sweatshirt.  And while most people’s autonomic systems are something they never have to give a second thought to, because they run like new hotness, Kendall’s is kind of more in the “old & busted” category. It’s like a hoop-dee car that does its job of getting you from Point A to Point B – most of the time. But don’t expect the ride to be nice/comfortable/without its share of close calls and near misses.

All of that to say – her body is in a bit of “freak-out” mode with this weather change. It’s not anything bad or even call the doctor worthy yet. Just little things that I have to keep my eye on so we hopefully catch it before it does get to critical status.  I have been trying to use her O2 at nite sparingly because it tripled our electric bill, and now that we have to run the AC also, well, let’s just say that watching Ben’s eyeballs pop out of his head when he opens the electric bill every month is semi-entertaining. But now I am seeing her trend downward with her baseline sats (meaning that she isn’t able to get above 97% on her own again, and her number is usually in the lower – mid 90’s), her temp is trending upward (which isn’t suprising given the heat, she doesn’t regulate her temp well, and once it’s up it’s going to stay up and go up, which she does not do well with), her sugars are doing crazy things, she is dumping fluid again, and i am spending way too many hours awake at nite trying to do battle between her pump pushing food into intestines that are trying to push it back out. She has also been averaging 19-20 hours of sleep a day again.  All of this is exactly what she was doing back in January when she had been fighting illness for too long. Except that now, i know she has been healthy. So I can only attribute this stuff to her autonomic system trying to figure out what level to set itself at. Imagine having a radio that the volume was either off, or eardrum-splitting loud. Those are like the two settings of Kendall’s system, so it is constantly trying to bounce her around between those two, never just finding a nice happy medium. The key is to try to MAKE her environment be the happy medium. Hence the sleeping/long naps, air-conditioned house, and soon, probably the O2 again. I thought we might be able to make it through our upcoming trip to Rhode Island without it, but I am thinking I may need to start coming up with Plan B to get 5 days worth of oxygen tanks packed into our car and still leave room for luggage for 6 people….

BUT – she has surprised us before and taken a spontaneous turn for the much better, so maybe this will be one of those times!

Overall – she’s still looking great. All of these things are only the kind of things thatDSC_0084 you’d notice if you spent nearly every waking minute of your life noticing random body fluids like I do. Also – random fun fact of the day – blueberries look SHOCKINGLY like blood when they have mixed with a bit of bile and tried to be digested for  a few hours. After a fun few minutes of having my heart stop when i saw said half-digest blueberry return from K4’s tummy 8 hours later, I realized it was indeed just a blueberry from earlier in the day, and i did not need to continue to panic at what horrible thing could be wreaking that much havoc on her system! Consider yourselves edumacated now. congratulations.

So – that’s all the news that’s fit to print around these parts for today. Even though I am going to backdate this one to yesterday. So I can challenge myself to post once a day in June. Someone appoint yourselves official blog post nag-ger and email me if you don’t see a post up by 9 pm every nite! Kthanksbai.

Peace out peeps.

T

this will be an unimaginative post as I am so tired I can hardly keep a coherent thought in my head.

Kendall was admitted to CHW in Milwaukee on Friday March 12th. We knew we needed to come up here and get “sick labs” drawn here at her geneticist’s lab. This is where they take a specific set of labwork when you are in “metabolic crisis”, typically as brought on by some kind of illness. Now the labs may not SHOW metabolic crisis, you may be “just sick”. But we had taken Kendall off of her B12 shots a couple weeks ago specifically so that we could see what her MMA levels are doing, and what better time to look at them than when her body is stressed out (according to the doc!) I knew Friday morning when she woke up much the same way she had on Wednesday morning that we were going to be headed for a poke at the very least – either to have bloodwork drawn (see what was going on and if she was dehydrating at all), and probably two pokes, because I was relatively sure the bloodwork would show that she needed some IV fluids. Neither of which was really an enticing prospect to me – I HATE doing that to her. But I knew we couldn’t hang out like this the whole weekend. So I called Dr. Natalie – who wasn’t there. No other doc at the office would even have a CLUE what I was talking about if I asked them to send orders to a lab for some of the tests we need to have run, so I called genetics. They offered to direct admit Kendall if I was concerned about her, which was shocking at the time, and now I wish I had just taken them up on it! Because all I did was add a ton of stress and trauma to an already long crappy day! The plan we came up with though was that we would go to the ER of CHW so they could get the proper labs drawn and then run her protocol letter (which is the specific set of instructions for fluids and meds that she needs based on what her body appears to do metabolically). So I got Karissa off to school, got some bags packed, got Kaylen take care of with a good friend, and headed up.

She was low key all morning, but was at least alert. We stopped for some coffee about an hour outside of milwaukee and I hooked her up to the monitors to see what she was doing. She was sitting in the 160’s, which isn’t spectacular for a baby sitting in a carseat mostly asleep, but it wasn’t panicking me yet either. By the time i pulled in to the ER parking lot, she was averaging a low 200 HR, and was just about as grumpy and irritable as i’ve ever seen her. The triage nurse took one look at her, one look at the labs the doc had sent over to be drawn and ran us back to a room immediately. Her temp was 104.5 and she was inconsolable. It was a miserable miserable time from there on out. 

They blew 5 IV sites trying to get one to stick (she is a notoriously “hard stick” when she is semi-hydrated, this was horrifying. But I will say this – a children’s ER is WAY better equipped to handle her and start an IV than any other hospital we have been to with her. I was very impressed.) They had to catheterize her to get urine for a few important tests, take a chest x-ray, hook her up to a bunch of wires and leads (because of her HR issues), and finally after about 4 hours she calmed down enough to have the fever go down, HR go down, and even get a little sleep. She slept peacefully for about 2 hours and then the crazy carousel started up. First they lost her urine in the lab so they came in, woke her up, and re-catheterized her. Then I came back in to comfort her, picked her up, got her settled down and set her down in the bed and her legs were completely limp  - she had lost muscle control of her hips down, so she fell right over into the crib rail and is now sporting a nice shiner, courtesy of mom! I called the nurses who had cathed her and they said that no, actually, she wasn’t kicking with her legs when they were cathing her. Awesome. I can’t imagine not kicking your legs during a procedure like that, and its just one more piece of the puzzle of what is going on with this kid. Then she calms down again – and 20 minutes later the nurse comes back – oh – the doc wants more bloodwork run and they didn’t take enough the first time. So back comes the lab tech to try to find any spot on her arm that isn’t already bruised over from the afternoon poke-fest to start the IV. Blessedly she finds a good vein.

Kendall finally calms down again, just in time for them to make the call to admit her. I am still not quite sure at this point what we’re dealing with, except on the way out of the ER and up the stairs the nurse tells me that she will be starting an antibiotic when we get to her room because kendall’s urine was growing something funky. (yes that is the technical term for it). We start the antibiotic, get kendall settled in, she is still not happy at life, but I had to go move my car from the ER lot to the parking garage and i knew if i didn’t do it then it would probably not happen and all i needed was a ticket! So I let them continue bothering kendall, went to move the car, hiked all the way back through the hospital (I am not kidding it was easily a one mile round trip from the ATTACHED parking garage!), and come back upstairs to find Kendall still just writhing in pain and discomfort. We order one dose of tylenol and check her temp – it’s 102 again. An hour later there is no change in her behavior so we check temp and add another dose of tylenol – up to 102.4. It climbed up to near 103 in the next hour (keep in mind that the antibiotics, fluids and two doses of tylenol are now on board) – and we finally got a double dose of advil ordered (it was seriously like pulling teeth to get it – i love hospitals and their systems of “orders above all” – even though I get it – it’s a PITA sometimes!). A little over an hour after the advil goes in (at 3 am), she FINALLY came back to normal range with her fever and her HR, and i was able to fall asleep, she fell asleep, and things were pretty good till this morning. Life around here starts at about 6:30 am – IF you are lucky enough to not have a blood draw ordered (which we didn’t).

Saturday was a really good day once she got about 3 total doses in of the antibiotic for the “yes she does/no she doesn’t now/oh wait, yes she does” UTI (urinary tract infection) that her urine culture was showing. My grandma and cousin came to spend the afternoon with us and give me a little break (read: I got to go shower in a big people shower on the other side of the unit!) And Kendall in general seemed to really enjoy the fun company – she was smiling, playing, engaging. Still overall very low-key and looking and acting sick, but definitely starting to turn a corner. Fever was on again/off again, legs were still like little noodles (she wouldn’t put them down like a normal response would be, they just would hang there if you picked her up), and she tired out pretty quickly, but she seemed happy. We started her on a bottle (oral feed) of 1 ounce of pedialyte. That stayed in/went in ok, so an hour later she got another one. An hour after that she seemed almost ready for bedtime, so we gave her 3 ounces of half formula/half pedialyte. She drank 2 ounces, threw the bottle, laid down for bed, and we all went across the hall to have some pizza/brownies/coke that my cousin’s husband had brought for us.

We came in the room about an hour and a half later and were all amazed at how well her numbers looked ( nice calm HR, sats staying up nicely, she seemed to be peacefully sleeping) – when i noticed that she had had a lot of alarms while we were gone (it records them into a special section of her monitor). It just seemed like she had maybe refluxed some of her bottle up into her airway and struggled with her breathing for a few minutes. This is what her pulmo thinks has been happening for a while now (in spite of her nissen surgery to prevent  the reflux from coming back up, or perhaps BECAUSE of the nissen slowing down how things go down into her stomach – no one is sure). Which is why she went inpatient in February, why we have the monitor at home now, why we have O2 support, why we have had to cut down her oral feeds especially near nap/bed times, etc. So the fact that it happened didn’t surprise me, but just as I was putting that together, we hear a horrid retching sound, Kendall’s HR monitor shoots up from 90 to 160, she flips herself over like a madman and starts screeching like she is being stabbed. We all jumped away from her crib because it was just so sudden and startling and shocking and unexpected! Just then the nurse walks in with a horrified look on her face and asks us if she is in pain of any kind. Besides the obvious answer to the question I told her that she was just refluxing her feeds and that we definitely would need some tylenol to help the pain she was clearly in.

I started venting her (opened both of her feeding ports on her tube) and everything she had eaten all afternoon came pouring back out along with a lot of other green nasty stuff (bile). When that didn’t let up we decided to put a baby diaper over her ports to let her stomach just get rid of whatever it needed to (vs. clamping the ports and causing her to retch/vomit because it was pretty clear her tummy was just not ready to be working again that hard yet. We prayed over her together, then my family left so we could figure out what was going on and get her calmed down enough to sleep again.

She finally seemed to relax after about an hour, so we decided to try pedialyte only into her j-tube at half her normal rate to see if that would work. After about a half hour it was very clear that it wasn’t going to. She was screaming out and tensing up so badly with the pain every time the pump would drip a few drops of the pedialyte in, so we turned the pump off, let both ports drain again, and again, after about an hour she was calmed down enough to try sleeping.

I was just exhausted by that point. She has had tummy troubles her whole life, mostly related to the motility (rate of movement through the GI tract) of how her muscles move food through. Or don’t move food through as is typically the case. She, like pretty much everyone else who has a GI tract, has a lot of trouble processing food when she isn’t feeling well. Of course where most people just feel this as some nausea, loss of appetite, maybe some constipation and/or diarrhea – for Kendall it means that we have to adjust how often/what/how fast she “eats” her food. And it might mean that she only gets half strength formula, or sometimes only pedialyte (which is gentle on the tummy, but keeps it moving somewhat, and keeps her at least hydrated at home if she isn’t able to tolerate food). I would say that we have motility issues that mean we adjust how she eats at LEAST every other week – definitely more so when she is fighting something off – be it a little bug or working up from one of her harder illnesses. Definitely over this past winter she has had a lot of adjusting needing to be done, which is part of why she was switched from G-tube feeds to J-tube feeds in February.

Anyways – so we deal with motility a lot. And I know that antibiotics CAN make that worse (although typically for Kendall they actually seem to HELP her gut function for the first few days – who knows why), and viruses and fevers, especially as high as kendall’s was, can also cause the stomach to just revolt a little bit in even the healthiest of individuals. I get all of that. And I do deal with all of that to what I consider a “normal” (for Kendall) degree. But as much as I was hearing these “reassurances” from the residents, I could not get through to ANYONE that this was WAY different, and WAY worse than typical motility slow-down. This was more like complete shut down. The color and amount of bile coming out, the fact that everything going into the J was migrating back up to her G and even trying to be vomited (retched) out, and that it wasn’t even that huge of an amount – couple all of that with the amount of SEVERE pain she was clearly in, and I was definitely worried.

Because at home, with her “normal” slow-downs, it takes sometimes 3-5 days to ramp her back up to her regular strength feeds, regular amounts at regular rates. I could not fathom how we were going to kickstart her stomach in the middle of still figuring out what her cultures were growing, not knowing if we would need to continue IV antibiotics or if we could switch her to oral, not knowing much of anything about what she was doing or why or what to expect – it felt very very desperate.

Around midnite (almost 2 hours after our last attempt to put the slow amount of pedialyte into her J), I started her up at 5 ml an hour of just pedialyte into the J. That is a teaspoon. Her tylenol dose is 5ml (which does get given all at once and she HAS to figure out a way to metabolize that) – so it is a very very slow drip, a very small amount. Even that much was still getting whimpers of pain from her throughout the nite, but her numbers were staying pretty stable, and I knew it was important to keep her functioning at some rate/level as much as possible. So we pushed through the nite with that. 

Oh and did I mention we got to lose an hour that nite? That was the last thing anyone needed! Kendall and I were both just exhausted.

Sunday brought its own special kind of fun, so I’ll start a new post for that (as I am just now getting around to finishing this all up bright and early on Monday morning!)

you make my heart sing!!!

Or in Kendall’s case – race out of control. And we have no idea what the wild thing is. We just know it sucks.

In true Kendall fashion – she decided to throw another monkey wrench into my nicely planned SANE week. So usually in the morning if I hear her pulse ox alarm going off, it’s because she is awake and has nothing better to do with herself than either play with her tubey’s or the big red glowing thing on her toe (the pulse ox lead). Usually the glowing toe wins. Messing with the lead makes the machine crazy, so it just starts alarming, and that is usually my signal/alarm to wake up and go get her! So today when that happened, I got out of bed and went to put my eyes in, brush teeth, etc. In essence, i was just kind of taking my time, fully expecting to walk in to her sitting in her crib holding some piece of equipment that should be otherwise attached to her, smiling at her accomplishment. Instead I walked in to the machine flashing a HR number in the 200’s (the highest I saw it get was 217), i don’t even remember what her sat number was (the number that measures the amount of oxygen circulating in her blood – it should be above 95 if she’s awake typically – bad is anything below 90 for the most part for her).

Now in a baby, 217 might not be that high, if, say she was taking a spin cycling class or doing some high impact aerobics for an hour or so. Neither of which was the case. in fact, she was still asleep. And was very very warm. Which is also very unusual for her. She usually prefers to “de-fever” and drop to a nice cool temp of 93-94. I knew something was up, but had NO idea what to even make of this. As a point of reference – I don’t think Kendall’s HR has ever gotten up into the 200’s before – not even in the NICU as a newborn, not even in the PICU after surgery when they were worried about her being “tachy” (fast heartrate) – it was only up into the 180’s at that point. I have seen a few nites of her being 170-180, even a few 190’s – all while sleeping. They usually do preclude SOMETHING – although its very hard to pinpoint how or why or what causes them. So seeing numbers up into the 200’s today definitely had me putting my “Nurse mommy” hat on and trying to think of WHAT to do to stop the rising HR. The alarm is set to go off when her HR hits 190 and stays there through a few cycles (maybe 20-30 seconds)? And it had been going off for a good 15 minutes before I got in there. I KNOW! I feel like a horrible mom. I am thinking i might need to get one of those baby video monitors so i can start seeing what is going on instead of just flying into there every time I hear an alarm going off! Or I should just start sleeping in the room with her…

anyways – she had definitely been dealing with the HR thing for a few minutes by the time i got her downstairs. I didn’t even unhook her from the feeding pump or monitor – i just picked it all up and brought it down with me! Her temporal temp (which isn’t quite as accurate as other methods – but it’s easy and quick to get!) was 100.4 – which is four degrees above her normal of 96.3. So I loaded her up with ibuprofen (because she had gotten 2-3 doses of tylenol through the nite before (about 6 hours from her last dose of the tylenol) – stripped her down, put a few cool rags on her, and even stepped outside with her in the amazingly mild almost springlike morning! none of this was having a big impact on the HR though – it was coming down to the 180s, but going back up within a few minutes. Then I got the brilliant idea to try to make her “bear down” (as if having a BM) by taking her rectal temp. I had read something about it a couple weeks ago when we first started seeing the HR elevations. didn’t know if the rectal temp thing would work or not as she only “responds” to it about half the time, but within half an hour she was down into the 170’s and seemed to not be as symptomatic.

We had about 932 places to be today, so during speech therapy I packed up food into the backpack for her feeding pump (mostly pedialyte as i figured she would need the fluids), attach a regulator to a tank of oxygen without blowing up the house, and charge the pulse ox monitor. All of that equipment then came with us to the eye doctor (a fun three and a half hour shindig that deserves its own post, truly), to occupational therapy, to lunch, to school pick up, to the chiropractor, to dance class drop-off, and finally home, where she got re-connected and went right to bed. It was a crazy day. i am SOOO glad we have the O2 – even though it IS an adjustment and i am sure it was never meant for continuous 24 hour use. i am hopeful that if she doesn’t get another weird fever we will be able to keep her HR down and get her off the O2 tomorrow (at least during the day), and hopefully catch her back up on some good calories tomorrow. She hasn’t been real interested in food for the past couple days, so I have to be creative with getting super-high calorie foods into her during the times she DOES want to eat, simply because she seems right now to not be tolerating a high amount of food into the J-tube (i can’t get her rate above 32 ml’s an hour – an ounce an hour). At that rate, even if she went 24 hour, round the clock feeds – she would only get a little more than 25 ounces. Meaning that she would have 15 ounces to make up orally (about 250 calories). Which isn’t a big deal on MOST days – which we clearly aren’t having a “most” day around here. Or even a “most” week.

So that’s the update for tonite. i know some of you had no idea this was going on – others were waiting for FB updates all day!

We thank you so much for your continued prayers and thoughts! hopefully tomorrow has lots more good news and possibly even an official “over the hump” diagnosis!

 

oh and in kind of weird/good news for those of you who have seen my dragon eye of ebola the past week – it appears i was either to something embedded in my contacts (which did get changed out today), or i am possibly allergic to the silicone that they are made of (which would at LEAST explain the crizz-azy hivey reaction of a couple weeks ago). Again – i will try to have the eye doc update tomorrow!

 

see you crazy people on the flip side.

 

terra

This is mostly just an “as info” post for me to be able to refer back to as needed about kendall’s {first} hospital stay of ‘10. I had to laugh at myself because I was looking through my calendar yesterday and noticed that under “goals for the month”, I had written: Keep Kendall out of the hospital!

HA! I wrote that in January! I guess I was thinking that since she had gone in last year at this time, making it through February without a stay would be a good push forward. Not thinking that this is clearly smack in the middle of RSV season, spring is still weeks away, and I have really no reason to believe that she is completely out of the woods with all of her “issues”. But it did make me laugh. Guess that’s a nice checkmark in the “epic fail” category for this month’s goals!

Anyways – the decision to admit Kendall came because we do feel like there is no hard evidence that oral antibiotics are really being absorbed and/or utilized in her system. We see a SLIGHT improvement the first day she starts on them, but that is mostly with regard to her gut function. Antibiotics do tend to speed things up on a GI front – and she, with her typically very SLOW moving gut, actually benefits from this for a day or two. But as far as getting any kind of improvement on the respiratory symptoms that we typically need to put her on antibiotics for? Slim to none.

So given how long this current illness has drawn out, and the realization that it could easily be another few very long weeks of worsening respiratory function, it was not too hard to decide to go on up to the floor for some IV fluids, IV antibiotics, and IV steroids. The good stuff! It was actually a very quick process to get admitted up there (it typically takes a couple hours, and then at least an hour or so to wait for a bed). The new Tower rooms (new addition to the hospital that they were building last February when we were there!) – are very nice, much bigger, much more modern and workable for families. We were RIGHT outside the main entrance and by the nurses’ station – so it was a little bit loud for my liking – but its kind of just loud period in a hospital.

As is our usual custom – I tell the nurses where kendall’s best line sites are, and request that they take her to the procedure room while i go ten floors up and get a snack while they are putting her IV in. It is never a pretty process. This time, in spite of how hydrated i thought she was, they still bring her back to me with CLEAR signs that she has been screaming her head off for a good half hour, with bandages in four other spots besides where the IV is taped up and housed with “no-no’s”, and tell me “yeah, we had a little bit of a hard time getting a line started!”  Ya think? Like I couldn’t have guessed that from the other 4 blown sites! Anyways – bottom line is, they got one started. I didn’t hold out much hope for it – it was at the top of her foot right where it connects to her ankle, and she wanted nothing but to stand up in that crib, putting lots of pressure on the “needle” part of the IV.

But we got her started on some good Rocephin (ceftriaxone), Clindamycin, and Solumedrol (methylprednisone). She was on a pretty good loading dose of all of these, which did serve to make her a TEENSY bit wired the first nite (she got about 3 hours total of sleep from Thursday afternoon till Friday evening) – but they seemed to start making a drastic difference in her wheeziness and liquidy breathing. There was WAY too much drama that first nite over her feeds. The residents like to pretend like they are real doctors who can handle any emergency, but in reality, they are  underlings sent there to carry out the orders of the Attendings. The Attendings are who are running the show for most of the kids on the floor. Attendings are direct admitting their kids with specific orders most of the time, whereas residents get to supervise kids who get admitted from their pediatrician or from the ER. Dr. A is Kendall’s attending doctor. He knows us, he knows her, and he knows what needs to happen. So he writes orders for Kendall to get her J-feeds as necessary, at a slow rate. I hand the residents Kendall’s protocol letter for her MMA – which confuses the snot out of them. “But she’s not in metabolic crisis right now! We can’t follow this!!!!” Ok people, use your JUDGEMENT. She has an IV, start fluids. Don’t start the insulin if she isn’t hyperglycemic, don’t start the bicarb if her numbers look fine. It seriously took me till midnite to get them to understand that feeding her was OK with all of us. Then started the drama with the fact that they don’t have kendall’s formula, and why couldn’t we try a different kind, and what if they just sent a security guard to walgreen’s to get some more and are you SURE you don’t have any more that we could use tonite?

So frustrating. They NEVER have her right formula, I always have to call our HHC and beg them to make an after hours delivery so I can feed my child. Anyways – we had 8 ounces of formula, so we gave her that, and decided on pedialyte as a good alternative until the formula could be delivered. So much drama over something so stupid –because we had orders ready for IV dextrose as needed AND we were talking about 2-3 hours of no food at that point at max. Bottom line was – she would be fine if they would just make a decision and start her on SOMETHING. I hate how it’s never simple there. I swear they can act like she is the ONLY kid on the floor with a feeding pump and medical formula.

Anyways – Friday she was still pretty wired from now not sleeping and eating about half what she normally eats. I had to go down to Karissa’s party at school for Valentine’s day, and to shower and pack for the rest of our unknown length of stay. Continued improvement, some napping, but overall good stuff. Friday nite Ben and I switched shifts again, and of course he is no sooner out the door then i notice a huge crazy rash on kendall’s whole leg, and creeping rash on the other leg. No one can figure it out, and everyone just wants to go to bed, but no, we have to call the residents in again. They come up with the BRILLIANT plan to “watch it to see if it spreads, but its probably just contact dermatitis, and since she has had apneas, we can’t give her benadryl, so we just have to hope it goes away on its own”. Excellent. We’ll watch it, thanks. And by the way she is wearing her own clothes from home which have been washed in the same detergent for the past 15 months, so contact dermatitis isn’t really a viable option at this point, but fine we’ll go with that.

We finally get her settled down for the nite, or so i thought, when nurse comes in to prep her for another round of antibiotics, and discovers that the IV is blown. But instead of just making this call on her own, she calls another nurse in to confirm this. They continue to flush the line with saline, which isn’t really going into her veins as much as its just leaking everywhere – and about 4 ounces worth of flushes later, they realize they need to replace the IV. So at 1 am we get everything set back up for an IV change. By 2 she is set with a new IV, we finally have some cortisone cream for the “rash” on her legs, and we are all ready to just get some sleep. It was a long nite!

SAturday morning, Dr. A comes in and says we are going to be good to go within a few hours! We talked about why we needed to have IV abx/steroids at this point, and if that would ever improve, whether or not he felt that IVIG would help some of these recurrent pneumonias/infections, why was she having apneas, and what we could DO about it all. He basically said he doesn’t KNOW what the answers are, because we can’t say for certain which way her system will go with the underlying metabolic issues. He’d like to HOPE that she will grow out of it as her system matures, but then says that other things point to that not necessarily being a sure thing. He can say that he is almost positive her apneas (stop breathing spells) are obstructive in nature, most likely from reflux. He said that at this point her asthma is definitely being aggravated from all the reflux, but that going back on her meds won’t really help it. It was a confusing conversation – in that he knows there’s a problem, but doesn’t really know what or how to help it. I felt very…frustrated. Not so much at him, or even at the situation right then and there – but just by this constant presence of “yes there’s a problem, no, this isn’t normal, no we have no idea what to do about it other than treat symptoms as they crop up”. It frustrates me that we have been tossing around this IVIG thing for MONTHS now, and yet no one has taken the bull by the horns and ruled this in or out as a good option for kendall. No one can say for sure that she has not HAD seizures in the past or will definitely NOT have another seizure if we try to immunize her again.  And why is she still refluxing this bad that it causes her to not breathe well at nite? and why does her heart have to work so hard to keep her oxygenation up? and at what point do we worry about the crazy things her heart does do? And why can’t we ever just get an IV started easy peasy rice and cheezy in her? And WHAT IS GOING TO HAPPEN TO MY BABY!?!?!?!?!

But clearly no one has those answers. And probably never will. So we just adjust to it. Stop asking so many questions and just accept each day with whatever it brings – good or bad.

On our way out of the hospital, while waiting for discharge paperwork, kendall proceeded to throw up an entire bottle’s worth of formula, mixed with blood and mucus. I just about had a meltdown of frustration. She should NOT be able to vomit like that!!! And why was there blood in it? But the residents and the nurses were all too happy to get us out there – she challenges what they know of how babies are supposed to be and act when they are sick, so with a few simple explanations (oh – yeah, the blood is just from how hard she has to work to vomit, and the reason she vomited is because she swallowed a bunch of mucus, yeah that’s it have a great weekend!!!!), we were on our way.

I was glad to be out of there in such a short time, and yet – I feel like we almost have more questions than answers now. And I didn’t expect to get “answers” per se, but I certainly didn’t expect to have MORe questions now!

The bottom line is that while we weren’t advised to take her NPO (nil per oral, not eating by mouth) again, they did tell us to pretty severely restrict the amount of food she is taking by mouth, especially before bedtimes. Feed her in a carseat, or make her eat sitting up only, and make sure she doesn’t lay down for a half hour after meals. In essence – all the advice they give you when  you have a 3 month old baby who has reflux. Not quite sure why we’re still here with a 15 month old…but that’s where the questions come in.

so we are home, and she is sleeping well in her own bed, and the abx and steroids seem to be helping a TON. She is happy and bright eyed again. I don’t feel like I am on high alert level anymore. She gets about a fourth of what she was getting before by bottle/mouth. But she is sleeping without alarms. And breathing without coughing. For the first time since the first week of December! I am so happy that she seems to be GOOD, really and truly good for the first time in so long!

And now to just have her hold on to this goodness till we get through the rest of winter!

i am sorry the end of this post doesn’t make a whole ton of sense – i clearly should have stopped typing about an hour ago and just gone to bed!

I have a whole lot more to type and say though – but not for this post.

Sorry it was pretty rambly. hopefully it will still make sense to me someday when i need to refer back to it.

peace out, my homies.

 

t-crest

Really – do you even realize how wonderful of a place home is until you are away from it for a few days? That familiar smell of the fabric softener when you open the garage door, the way my pillowcase smells, ben’s shampoo in the bathroom. How very comfortable it is to sleep in a bed, with a real pillow made of cotton instead of plastic hypoallergenic material.

I thank God that this was a short stay for Kendall.  For those who are not aware, let’s see if i can catch you all up. I should have blogged more last week. Or at all – but who’s counting, really? Anyways – so starting last Sunday, Kendall started showing signs of getting either this same cold/virusy thing BACK that she has fought since December, or a new one, that looked eerily similar to what we’d been dealing with. Sounded similar too – with the real junky liquidy breathing, increased nite coughing, puffy eyes, and the crazy amounts of snot pouring out of her face. She did her sleep all day, and all nite, gig on Sunday and Monday, and her therapist on Tuesday even put in her notes “Kendall was extremely tired during her session today”. By Tuesday afternoon I had just a weird feeling – like something was making me feel like my alert level should be heightened, but it wasn’t anything specific that I could put my finger on. I tried to convince myself it was just because of next week’s “anniversary” of going into the hospital and kind of starting this crazy medical journey we’ve been on. But the feeling would just not go away. Wednesday was a somewhat busy day, and we didn’t come home from our running around till 6:30 pm. I put Kendall immediately to bed at that time with her pulse ox monitor on, feeling relieved that we had made it in to the chiropractor and that maybe now Kendall’s body would have more ability to fight off this junk she was dealing with.

Kendall’s pulse ox alarms started going off about 8 that nite, and continued to alarm at least once an hour right up until I went to bed around 11:30. Sometimes she alarms because her O2 “sats” are dropping – meaning the saturation level of oxygen in her blood has dropped to a level we don’t want to see (low 90’s is what her pulm doesn’t want her to get down to), and sometimes it alarms because her heart is working a little too hard to KEEP those sats up. This is actually an appropriate response to have, and isn’t so much an “alarm-worthy” event, except when her heart is working that hard for most of the nite. The alarms aren’t there so much to tell us that something is going way wrong as much as to tell us that something is happening that we should keep our eye on. So when I started hearing a lot more alarms than usual (typically I might get one or two a nite that resolve themselves within a minute or two), I admit that my already heightened alarm level was close to being raised ANOTHER level! For her first few alarms after I went to bed, i was getting up and going in and watching the monitors, and I could hear her breathing from the doorway with all her congestion, so I’d just keep my eye on her to see what she was doing. They were mostly all kind of “combo” alarms, where her sats were in the low 90’s, with a pretty high HR to pull her back up. She would kind of pick herself back up within a couple minutes, and while she was breathing a little faster than I would have expected for nite time, I was pretty sure it was just due to all the congestion. Her body seemed to be doing all the right things to handle the hardness of breathing she was working through. So by 4 am when I heard yet ANOTHER alarm, I thought, ok, she’ll pull out of it. But it kept alarming, much longer than any of the others typically alarm for. I went to her room, saw the numbers and went into full out panic mode. She was at 77 for her o2 sat, with a HR of 65. Her normal is 97% o2 sat with a HR in the 110-120 range. This alarm was for a BAD reason. I went over to her, could not hear her breathing like I had all nite, could not FEEL her back moving (indicating she was breathing), and she was freezing cold. I started patting her back and calling her name thinking she maybe just needed to wake up and take a big breath, but that wasn’t helping, so I flipped her over and she was just a rag doll. I was whacking her on her chest, rubbing her sternum, calling her name, praying for the numbers to jump back up, trying to slap her cheeks a little – ANYTHING to get her to wake up, to breathe, to bring those numbers up and make the alarms stop. I have no idea how i made it through those few minutes which felt like forever but was probably only 2-3 minutes. I somehow thought to try squeezing her toenail beds with my fingernails (clearly I watched way too much “ER”), and I am not even sure that that is right thing to do – but it worked along with everything else, and she took a big gasp inhale and I could tell she was awake. It still took a few more minutes to get the alarms to stop going off and bring her numbers back up to an acceptable range, so I just held her up for a few minutes until i knew she was kind of over the hump. I about took her monitor off and put it on myself because I am SURE my own heartrate was well into the 200’s!!! i was just so panicked because i didn’t know if i should leave her and go call 911, and Ben wasn’t here so I couldn’t call him and it just seemed like I needed to stay with her. It scared me pretty badly. I think I only went back to sleep after that out of sheer exhaustion – but I was up again within an hour for more alarms. none as bad as that 4 am one though. Once i thought the offices would be open, i started calling her team. Complex Care was the first to call me back (since we had already had a phone call set up anyways about some of the HR issues I had already been seeing and her tube site looking so nasty) – and her NP (nurse practitioner) suggested that I call her pulmo (Dr. A) to get his thoughts. So I talked with Margie the nurse at his office and she seemed relatively alarmed at the numbers also and said i would probably need to bring her in. Of course a few hours removed, and seeing her up and smiling and happy to be eating her cereals, I thought, ok maybe I am over-reacting. Hearing both of those nurses be as concerned as they were was a definite reality check. I was NOT looking forward to having go up to LG (the hospital), but if Dr. A did want to see her, of course i would, crazy as it is to have to find arrangements for karissa, kaylen and then both girls after school. And sure enough, the call comes back less than a half hour later – she needs to come in.

Ben was somehow able to rearrange some meetings and drive from milwaukee to meet us at the appt, and thank God that he was. We get there and go to check in and the receptionist tells us we need to go immediately to radiology for a CXR (chest x-ray). Seriously. I could probably set up a CXR by myself in my sleep by now this kid has had so many of these. Strap her in to high chair, wrap her with wide velcro strap, wrap her with lead apron, get my lead apron on, hold her hands above her head without her dislocating her shoulder (this is not easy given her unstable large joints and her absolute Rain-Man-ness about being touched or pinned down against her will), wait till she takes a big inhale after holding her breath screaming, take picture. Turn big chair sideways and repeat.

From that moment on she started to get more and more and more wheezy and junky and I am just beating her chest and back trying to get her to cough up SOME of this junk because I know if Dr. A hears all that it’s a one way ticket to the floor. And clearly that was all to no avail because when he comes in and examines her and we go over all that has happened since our last visit for pneumonia three weeks ago – he says “well, she’s a very borderline situation. My preference would be to admit (except he says it like this – aD-meet) her, but I will leave it up to you. We can try to continue treating this at home, but i will be honest, we are looking at at least a few more weeks of this. Or we can put her in for a few days, get her full of IV antibiotics and steroids, and start to beat this sooner than later. But i will give you a few minutes to think about it.”  i looked at Ben and he says “put her in. It’s time to just get her the help she needs and get her OVER this thing already”. So at least the decision wasn’t really ever in my hands. I hated having to be in that position. It truly could not have come at a worse time. Friday I had to be the room mom for Karissa’s Valentines Party, Saturday was the girls’ first big all day dance competition, and Sunday we had a big meeting at church that I still had about 4924 things left to do on.

But I think it was the right decision to make. I knew I could not take another event like Wednesday nite again. I knew that I had been on “orange alert” for a reason, and that this was my chance to calm down a little, try to get a hold of what is going on with her.

So in record time, we were heading up to the NEW peds floor – I made Dr. A request a tower room for us. It’s the little things in life, you know? Fancy new rooms, with cool disco lights, TONS of space for all the pumps and crap we have to have for kendall (because God forbid they put the IV pump on the same pole as the feeding pump, and don’t forget the pulse ox machine) – we used to trip over ourselves in the old rooms. Although I will say they were a little quieter. And a LOT easier to ummmm….smuggle contraband items into. If you know my penchant for kleptomania of medical items, you’ll know what means! ;) But it was nice to have a view of real life out the window, and to know that we weren’t there for a long drawn out stay with no answers. It’s still not fun to have to be inpatient at all, but at least this time was kind of on OUR terms, not some crazy out of control medical situation which no one knows how to handle or calm down.

So that’s what happened on Thursday. I’ll post about the actual stay itself in another post.

 

peace out.

 

T

just ugh.

its too much to probably catch up on in one post – but  basically little miss thang is pulling out all the stops in an effort to drive me insane. i mean, i am sure that’s not her end goal, but it is a nice side effect.

In as much of a nutshell as i can describe it – she has been fighting a cold or some kind of viral URI (upper respiratory infection) for a few weeks now. She and Kaylen have essentially had the same cold/bug for at least two weeks, and have pretty much  tracked each other step by step through the course of it – getting the hacky cough at the same time, starting the green snot at the same time, being super tired at the same time, etc. But this past Sunday morning, Kaylen woke up slightly improved, and kendall was definitely showing signs of going the other direction.

My apologies to those of you who find this to be TMI (too much info) but if I don’t put it down here, i won’t have any recollection of what happened when  for future reference!

So she started the morning with some very disgusting stinky dark pee, and i thought, great, she’s got a UTI. Went to vent her after cleaning her up and her gastric contents smelled like rotten eggs – yes it was as disgusting as it sounds. She proceeded to have lots of watery diarrhea with mucus all throughout Sunday, and decided to throw a nice little fever in there (only 101 – but in a kid who hangs out at 97 and never gets above 99, it definitely raised red flags). I was pretty sure we would end up in the ER at some point that day, and it wouldn’t be pretty considering we only had Ben’s car which means not enough legal seats for everyone. On top of that it was snowing and Ben’s car is not meant for snowy driving. But we managed to make it through that nite with a farrell bag to vent her and some extra fluids bolused in.

Monday morning she woke up quite a bit improved over her going to bed on Sunday demeanor and I thought maybe sunday may have been just a random fluke. She slept and crabbed her way through the day though, and it was apparent she was still fighting something, on top of the fact that she started back up with the diarrhea after waking up from her late afternoon nap. The more concerning thing was her complete lack of pee that entire day, and then the amount of diarrhea she continued to produce later monday nite into early tuesday morning. Throughout our late nite together, she decided to drop her core temp down to 96, and her sugars were 142 (fasting) – so clearly her body was under some kind of stress. Add to this that she was FLIPPING out if i tried to go anywhere near her belly or chest, and in general she was just a hot psychotic mess. It was disturbing to see her like that, since it was about a hundred eighty degrees opposite of what we normally get from her. I was feeling like maybe if i pulled my hair out by the roots it would be less painful/stressful than trying to figure out if i needed to take her in to the ER. Eventually though the diarrhea seemed to slow down, her breathing came back down to normal (had been pretty fast with a very strong fast heartbeat), and I felt like we could at least hold steady for the next 5-6 hours till the peds office opened.

Tuesday morning she woke up with some more diarrhea, and a little more pee than the day before, and a little more glisten in her eyes, and no more crabfest – but I thought I should call and at least talk about all this stuff with Dr. Natalie. Well of course they said to come right in, so off we trekked. Luckily my parents had taken the big girls on an overnite adventure to St. Louis to see two of my brothers, so it was just me and babies. When we get there, of course kendall is wanting to smile and play, has a nice 99 degree temporal temp, and has made some more pee. She had started retching (trying to puke) within about five minutes of getting to the office, so at least i still felt like i had made the right call by taking her in. We started culturing every body fluid we could obtain and running some bloodwork tests to try to figure out a.) if there is an infection somewhere and b.) how her body is responding to all the craziness. Two hours later we were able to ascertain that at least she does not appear to have a UTI, and that while her electrolytes are trending towards the wacky side, she seems to be doing a pretty good job of holding her own. It’s clearly taking its toll on her, so we’re all ready to jump in with Plan B if she gives us a sign that she isn’t able to do it on her own anymore, but for now we’ll continue supporting her at home.

Meaning basically that its a fine tightrope right now of keeping her fluid balanced – not too much (because then it will tip her electrolytes the wrong way) and not too little (because then she will dehydrate and have a whole other set of problems to deal with). Food (whether it be her few crackers, ounce of yogurt, or handful of cheerios that she can eat or her 40 oz of formula we’re supposed to cram into her in any given 24 hr period) seems to be triggering the diarrhea because her gut has stopped trying to absorb food/fluid and instead is just shoveling everything through as if it were a straight chute. Clearly diarrhea is a nice one-way ticket to dehydration if its not kept in check. So we are trying to keep her body hydrated and electrolyted by running diluted formula and pedialyte with an extra shot of sugar water every few hours, with no food for a while (we’ll try again with food on wednesday morning). See if we can’t give her stomach a little bit of a rest to try to recover some energy so it can pick back up again and muscle through the rest of this virus.

I hope we are on the tail end of this. I hope this is just her body’s last final push towards the finish line of this cold/whatever it is. I hope nothing ooey-gooey is growing in her tummy. i hope she can continue to do so well at fighting so hard to maintain metabolic balance in spite of her body’s penchant for imbalance!

I guess we’ll see what tomorrow brings!

thanks for checking in on us!

 

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