Last week, Addisyn had her 6 month appt and shots. It went well, however the redness around her trach was not going away with Nystatin, so her pediatrician did a culture. It came back with a mild staph infection, so we were given an antibiotic gel and all seems to be getting better now. Addisyn is now 14 lbs 4 oz, and in the 10% for her actual age. She is in the 25% for her height and her peanut head still hasn't caught up yet.
Addisyn is discovering her hands this week. She will lie and look at them and then reach out for whatever she wants to touch. Yesterday, she was amused by batting at my face. This week we had pulmonology, GI and speech. Not much changed pulm-wise. Soon we are going to start talking about when the trach comes out. It won't be within the next 6 months and will be a "wait and see." We should have a better idea sometime in early summer. Speech is working with her on her PMV (speaking valve). Today she wore it while she took her bottle and she finished it much quicker than normal. We were also given the recipe to mix baby oatmeal instead of simply thick. Hopefully it will take care of some of her belly troubles.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Thursday, April 16, 2009
1/2 Year Old
Addisyn had her 6 month well visit with the pediatrician today. She is 14 lbs 3 oz and getting to be a big girl. She is 10% for her weight and 25% for her height. She is doing well- not too much to report. Dr Y took a culture of her trach to make sure she isn't growing anything other than yeast.
Speech is going great. We just got to OK to do 30 minute trials on her Passy Muir valve.
Speech is going great. We just got to OK to do 30 minute trials on her Passy Muir valve.
Sunday, April 5, 2009
How Preemie Moms are Chosen
How Preemie Moms Are Chosen (Adapted from Erma Bombeck)
Did you ever wonder how the mothers of premature babies are chosen? Somehow, I visualize God hovering over Earth, selecting his instruments for propagation with great care and deliberation. As he observes, he instructs his angels to take notes in a giant ledger. "Beth Armstrong, son. Patron Saint, Matthew. Marjorie Forrest, daughter. Patron Saint, Celia. Carrie Rutledge, twins. Patron Saint... give her Gerard. He's used to profanity." Finally, he passes a name to an angel and smiles. "Give her a preemie." The angel is curious. "Why this one, God? She's so happy." "Exactly," smiles God. "Could I give a premature baby a mother who knows no laughter? That would be cruel." "But does she have the patience?" asks the angel. "I don't want her to have too much patience, or she'll drown in a sea of self-pity and despair. Once the shock and resentment wear off, she'll handle it. I watched her today. She has that sense of self and independence so rare and so necessary in a mother. You see, the child I'm going to give her has a world of its own. She has to make it live in her world, and that's not going to be easy." "But Lord, I don't think she even believes in you." God smiles. "No matter, I can fix that. This one is perfect. She has just the right amount of selfishness." The angel gasps, "Selfishness?! Is that a virtue?" God nods. "If she can't separate herself from the child occasionally, she will never survive. Yes, here is a woman whom I will bless with a child less than perfect. She doesn't know it yet, but she is to be envied. She will never take for granted a spoken word. She will never consider a step ordinary. When her child says 'mama' for the first time, she will be witness to a miracle and know it. I will permit her to see clearly the things I see – ignorance, cruelty, prejudice – and allow her to rise above them. She will never be alone. I will be at her side every minute of every day of her life because she is doing my work as surely as she is here by my side." "And what about her Patron Saint?" asks the angel, his pen poised in the air. God smiles. "A mirror will suffice."
Did you ever wonder how the mothers of premature babies are chosen? Somehow, I visualize God hovering over Earth, selecting his instruments for propagation with great care and deliberation. As he observes, he instructs his angels to take notes in a giant ledger. "Beth Armstrong, son. Patron Saint, Matthew. Marjorie Forrest, daughter. Patron Saint, Celia. Carrie Rutledge, twins. Patron Saint... give her Gerard. He's used to profanity." Finally, he passes a name to an angel and smiles. "Give her a preemie." The angel is curious. "Why this one, God? She's so happy." "Exactly," smiles God. "Could I give a premature baby a mother who knows no laughter? That would be cruel." "But does she have the patience?" asks the angel. "I don't want her to have too much patience, or she'll drown in a sea of self-pity and despair. Once the shock and resentment wear off, she'll handle it. I watched her today. She has that sense of self and independence so rare and so necessary in a mother. You see, the child I'm going to give her has a world of its own. She has to make it live in her world, and that's not going to be easy." "But Lord, I don't think she even believes in you." God smiles. "No matter, I can fix that. This one is perfect. She has just the right amount of selfishness." The angel gasps, "Selfishness?! Is that a virtue?" God nods. "If she can't separate herself from the child occasionally, she will never survive. Yes, here is a woman whom I will bless with a child less than perfect. She doesn't know it yet, but she is to be envied. She will never take for granted a spoken word. She will never consider a step ordinary. When her child says 'mama' for the first time, she will be witness to a miracle and know it. I will permit her to see clearly the things I see – ignorance, cruelty, prejudice – and allow her to rise above them. She will never be alone. I will be at her side every minute of every day of her life because she is doing my work as surely as she is here by my side." "And what about her Patron Saint?" asks the angel, his pen poised in the air. God smiles. "A mirror will suffice."
Thursday, April 2, 2009
PMV Trial
Today was Addisyn's first PMV (speaking valve) trial.. I didn't expect to do it this week, but we did. In my eyes, I think she did pretty well, however she is unable to exhale all of the air she inhales, so we have to drill a hole through the PMV to help her out. She has been doing well when she's not on her oxygen- actually better each day. I feel like I am doing something wrong when I take her off because I am so used to having it there. Her speech therapist said she is doing what they look for to start working with the PMV. She also said the PMV is one more step toward decannulation (trach out) as it helps her learn to breathe through her nose. I am not used to so many things going well for her because she has had such a rough time in the past.
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