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8 hours

8 more hours until a second Gastrostomy tube is placed in my 6 year old son’s stomach. Yes, there’s an hour of nebs and I would like to shower, then the hour long drive between us & the hospital where they will induce anesthesia and perform the surgery. Yet I’m still up, not yet near sleep, prepping & attempting to relax enough for sleep.
2 years ago this week, we removed his first GTube – 6 weeks shy of 4 full years. It was placed after 8 months of naso-gastric tube feeding, when he weighed about 8 or 9 pounds, 4 times his birth weight. By the time I removed it, he had gained another 20 pounds, grown feet taller, learned to eat enough calories by mouth to gain weight & grow. It was causing regular, intense pain- our surgeon believes it may have been rubbing against a rib in its old location.
With all that, his feeding, the pain, the fact it would need moving regardless if we had chosen to leave it, none of that eases the burden on my shoulders for not being able to avoid this re-placement. And there is no avoiding it. In a month of not pushing, of not fighting, of not sacrificing every minute free of other medical procedures, he has lost 4.5 pounds. By limiting pushing feeding to “only” four hours every day, he has lost more than 10% of his body weight. This tool is needed as we fight to get it back.

Out & About

Going out in the community is a rare experience for my kids. Throughout fall, winter & early spring the prevalence of respiratory viruses keeps us homebound. Summer heat & humidity fatigues my kids in a way that compromises them for hours afterward so the cost of being out typically outweighs the fun.

Today was a “cooler” day, low humidity, temps in the low-mid 70s. It was a day which might allow Tav & Keva some air & sun, while still being safe for them. We went to 2 medical appointments, then rushed home for a nurse I later remembered wasn’t coming. We ate a snack then ran an errand before going into Our town’s mill area for a walk along the river.

The kids enjoyed being out but were quickly fatigued. Tavish’s heartrate stayed in the 140s much of the time we were moving around. His fatigue was evident but he fought through, excited to be out & about. Keva hopped around and walked around for about 15 minutes before losing her balance & scraping her knee. She climbed into my lab for the next 20 minutes while Adrien & Tav looked down the storm drains and walked back & forth. Tav took a few falls, losing his balance with the oxygen tank, and sat frequently for short rests.

The outing was a reminder of just how limited my kids are in stamina. When we stopped & checked sats, Tav was sitting between 87 & 89 while on oxygen. Adrien was doing the best of the 3 as she dripped in sweat but had the energy to twirl. Keva’s fatigue had already brought on her daily headache & tiredness complaints. I love to try to do things but days like today remind me of why we limit our outings and do many things with kids seated in strollers.

I love my kids so much. I give them opportunities to rest while out. But I know to keep these smiles, I’ve gotta keep the outings break-filled & brief.

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A Long & Winding Month

June is here & has already begun to close in as one of the busiest months for getting things done. At the end of the week, we go to a new hospital and the Mitochondrial Disease/Metabolism Clinic for one kid- although they want me to bring along records for my youngest. Last month, about 3 weeks ago, a request for “complete medical records” was made. Today I received records for the ones to be brought along- not one pulmonology note, not one neurology not, not one orthopedist note, none from cardiology… Complete? Not exactly. So tomorrow will be spent calling the medical records department and following up on this & the other request- while I do not have a nurse along for the ride.

The appointment Friday will be tough. I am trying to write a summary list of strengths and concerns. I still feel pretty ambivalent about whether this is truly what we are seeing. At least it is also metabolism- cuz this kid has got some SERIOUS ability to burn calories! Maybe they will have a suggestion that outweighs the GTube recommendation of the GI & Cardiology- maybe they won’t but it’s worth an ask.

The next scheduled appointment is the day when all 3 kids are scheduled to go under anesthesia and have their airways looked at. June 18th will be a crazy-busy day and I have yet to line up hands to hold & rock kiddos pre- & post-op. The appointment may be bound with an in-patient stay overnight- making this a crazy 2-day extravaganza. At least it is at a hospital I 100% trust with the care of my kids so it won’t be as stressful being in 2 rooms if all 3 need to stay.

Closing out the month will be an ACTUAL pulmonary appointment. We have been bundling these with the Complex Care appointments and not really getting much time sometimes. Our pulmo has a great reputation, is easy to talk to and has significant creative ideas on how to treat my kids- but is SO busy taking care of everyone complex in our medical mecca that he is hard to get together with outside his clinic. I will be glad when the month is over and am hopeful the information we get or changes we make will help my kids thrive throughout the rest of summer- & beyond.

How it is Done

The number one question I get from others: “How do you do it?” If you want to know the specifics, you can read about one of the typical days here. But most people are really asking “How do you get ALL of it done? How do you keep going, day in & day out? Where do you get the strength to get up each morning and ‘have at it’?”

My standard short answer is: I just DO. And sometimes not very well… but when it’s a person who really cares, who may have the same things they need to do every day, who might be feeling like they cannot keep on “doing”, I try to give it more thought. Here’s how I think I get through each day:

I am aware of the “big picture” but I work to not get bogged down by the overwhelming list of things, start to “finish”, of every day. I try not to look at everything ahead all of the time- if I do it will quickly overwhelm me. I try to keep really focused on getting the next thing done. I try to remember I am only one person, I can do one thing at a time. I am bad at cutting myself some slack but I have worked to get better at it.

Probably, most importantly, I try to spend part of every day ‘being present’ – noticing what my child or children are doing. Remembering that they have each other for the future. Really watching & experiencing the wonders they really are- looking at how far they have come, the love they show for each other, caring for others. It helps to remind me that, altho I sometimes have a bad day/ horrible parenting moment, my kids really seem pretty ok- sometimes bratty or crazy in their own rite- but then they show me who we really are as a family. Sometimes, when I ready to leave for the grocery store and the twins hug me & say I love you, they call for their sister who they give the same. Something about your 4yo blowing kisses to her sibs to say goodbye, waving & yelling “I LOOOOOVE YOU!” back thru the door- it just lifts you. Days are harder when I don’t have the time to ‘notice’- and sometimes there are lots of those. There is a great blog post about parenting. It’s not exactly about my experiences, but it’s a good reminder to all parents- a quick summary is that we will look back & be happy to have parented, even if not every moment going through feels all that wonderful. (Huffington has that post here)

I always close EVERY day singing “Love You Forever”, 1-to-1 with each kid. And they sing back in their own way- they actually have become good at it. Its my way of telling them, no matter what, at the end of the day, you are the love in my heart- and you always will be.

And whenever I need a reminder of what it’s all about, why it is that I do what I do, I only need look here:

The Harsh Light of Hindsight

As a parent, we spend lots of time everyday making decisions that we hope are in the best interests of our children. With a child with complex medical needs, the decisions are more numerous, more weighty, more often life & death. I look at the choices, weigh the benefits and the costs, and often consult with my level-headed pediatrician before making the choice we move forward on.

But it doesn’t make it easier when I am faced with reversing a decision. The final choice, the impetus for the change or holding of the course, all falls upon my shoulder. When the choice is re-thought after a change- even those unforeseen, unpredictable- hindsight is a harsh reviewer. The harsh light of the week is focusing on my son’s success without a GTube.

His original GTube was placed when he was 7 months old. The surgeon performed a Nissen Fundoplication to relieve his severe reflux symptoms & aspiration, then placed the GTube because he had not yet learned to take ANYTHING by mouth. It was a good option- the RIGHT option- to replace the NgTube that his sister would daily removed from his face and pull out of his stomach. He spent over 6 weeks- his first Christmas- inpatient recuperating from a secondary infection he contracted during his first week with his new tube. When he got home, he was easily able to be given his daily calories and nutrition.

8 months later [15mos old] he began experiencing break-through vomiting past his fundo. He still could only tolerate GTube feeding at the low rate of 1- 1.5 ounces an hour but he was beginning to take some of his feeds by bottle, up to 3 ounces at a time, so tube feedings were limited to overnight. Over the next several years, he took more and more food by mouth and overnight feeds were limited to “fill-in” any missed ounces of formula from during the day. He still only tolerated feeding at 2-3 ounces an hour, but typically only needed 6 ounces at most on any night. By the time he turned 4, the GTube was only being used during bouts of significant illness, although he often threw up fluids delivered through his feeding tube as well. By the time he hit 4.5 years old, the feeding tube was still in place but hadn’t been used in a very long time.

Its lack of use, coupled with his regular pain complaints related to its position in his stomach after 4yrs growth, led to a plan to remove it. Although the doctors agreed to a timeline, his pain complaints intensified in mid September, and he regularly pulled at it trying to adjust it to a more comfortable position. When he knocked it out 2 weeks before the doctors’ timeline, I did not replace the tube. By the time the next nurse shift began, the tract had begun healing and tube replacement would not be possible. The doctors accepted the change in timeline and we moved on in the world of oral feeding.

20 months from the time of its removal, my son has gained 10 pounds. He rarely vomits, has grown inches and ingests 1600-1800 calories on most days. But the GI & other doctors are discussing re-placing a GTube in the near future.

The challenges today are:

  • 6-8 waking hours EVERY day are spent sitting at the table with food or drink in front of him to meet his caloric needs
  • when he eats, he still has difficulty tolerating normal meal volumes – e.g., dinner is often 1-2oz of meat that has been cut into very small pieces
  • he is rarely able to drink 6-8 ounces of fluids AND take in food without a “break” between food and drink
  • he drinks ONLY high calorie “peanut butter milk” [home-made formula] and has no access to, nor room for, “free water”
  • his limited intake may not be hydrating him enough- and this may be affecting his health in many areas (heartrate, fatigue…)

So this week I am talking with doctors about placing ANOTHER GTube in my son. I am admitting defeat, failure of the 2 years of weight gain and growth being the “RIGHT” choice on the path toward wellness for my son. Hindsight is spotlighting another error, made by me.

TMI GI

OK. Most of you know both acronyms but let me open with a warning: GI = Gastro-Intestinal  for those who don’t know…

Why do I hate GI? Because it is the ONE specialty we see where everything boils down to “MY fault”. Regardless of what unknown family history or yet undetected medical condition that adds to the current picture: GI function is largely seen as based on what is put in. And I am the gatekeeper of all that is “put in”…

They see neurology, pulmonary, ENT, opthalmology, have seen cardiology and complex care. SO many of the conditions for which my kids are seen are directly related to being bathed in the brine of an unhealthy womb, their issues relating back to prematurity [27 or 33 weeks] and being born with cocaine in their systems. These issues are those over which I had NO control, share no blame.

But: GI/nutrition? I make the food. I GIVE the food. I decide what is bought at the grocery or abroad for my kids… This responsibility gives me all sorts of culpability for the events of the stomach and colon follow-thru.

Each day I battle to coerce my children to ingest enough calories to GAIN weight. When they stagnate, it is my blunder. If they lose, the blame is mine. When they drop off the growth curve, I have failed at one of the most essential functions of parenthood: nourishing a child.

In addition to the “feeding wars”, I coach at least a couple of my children through the “delivery” of their daily BM. “Push!” I encourage. “Breathe. Wait a minute. Then push again.” Pause. “Another minute & push again.”… “Relax for 2 more minutes and you will be done.” “Just 4 more pushes.” How the HELL did daily bowel function become the thing of “labor & delivery”? In my heart & mind, I only ever really dreamed of uttering this coaching at the delivery of my grandchildren, alongside my son- or daughter-in-law if my daughters choose to include me…

6 hours of direct feeding, a half hour of “delivery”… my day is filled with “guts & butts” in a way I never fathomed at the onset of parenting. And that it is this convoluted at the ages of 6, 6 & 4.5 years old…

Docs suggest medical interventions, from medications to stimulants to surgery, but voice mostly that these things are “urgent”, “need rapid correction”. They state the restricted diet is unnecessary but agree they cannot argue when vomiting and diarrhea are no longer a problem. They note that our way of eating contains “significant fiber” but that it is “ineffective” in supporting a couple of my children to have more normal bowel function. ONE of our providers has gonesofar as to state that a “GTube placement in a child this age is just a sign of parents ‘not doing the work’” of feeding their child well enough to gain & grow. Nearly every food item my kids eat is prepared by my hands, so few items can be store bought to meet the needs of SCD. It is no wonder I feel the burden of guilt.

We have worked with skilled & caring GI professionals throughout my kids’ lives but not one has been effective in lifting the weight of blame off my shoulders. Not one has been able to relieve my anxiety of returning to their clinic for another visit to record the lack of progress for my children. Few even think to commend the daily effort. GI is the black mark on our “complex medical progress report”- and it’s been added to our quarterly rotation. <SIGH>

 

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