My soul melts away for sorrow; strengthen me according to your word!

This is my comfort in my affliction, that your promise gives me life. (Psalm 119:28, 50 ESV)

Sunday, April 15, 2018

Weathering Verity's First Real Sickness

March was a busy month for Verity! In between her big birthday party and getting her first car, we had an emergency trip to the hospital along with a brief (30-hour) stay in the pediatric unit. The week leading up to Verity's party, a few of our kiddos had been sick with some kind of respiratory junk, the first time in a long time we've really battled anything other than minor sniffles. Thanks to our wellness regimen, we were able to contain things pretty well--the kids who did get sick were better within a couple of days, and we managed to keep them as far away from Verity as possible. I had every diffuser in the house kept busy disseminating our essential oils into the air, and we oiled everyone's feet at night and drank a lot of Thieves tea! It seemed that Verity, Rhema, and I were going to escape unscathed.

But alas, in the end Verity did succumb. Frankly, I'm amazed that she was the last to get sick! Her immune system does not seem fragile at all! But of course it hit over the weekend...our nurse warned us on Friday that she suspected something was coming on, and sure enough, Saturday morning Verity was just not herself. She had a low grade fever Sunday afternoon, and we decided to put her oxygen on for a bit of support. We were hopeful that we could ride it all out at home.

But Sunday night things took a turn for the worse. We were so grateful that we had a nurse on duty overnight! She worked with our oxygen tanks as needed but our supply wasn't enough (we only have 2 tiny tanks because we were prescribed a minimal amount--which we aren't even currently using--to help with OSA). We learned later that one of our valves was faulty, so we had an empty tank we thought was full.

Anyway--by 4am we were making plans to take Verity to the hospital, but before I could collect my thoughts and my things, our nurse told me I needed to call 911 instead. Verity was non-responsive and turning dusky. The EMS team arrived quickly and gave Verity a nebulizer treatment and more oxygen before we strapped her into her car seat and secured that into the ambulance. I rode along with her, and it was obvious that the treatment had helped significantly--she simply sat quietly, looking around!

They never did any testing to find out what respiratory thing she was fighting, but whatever it was, it didn't knock her out too long. We were admitted to the hospital and stayed overnight. Verity slept almost the whole time we were there. We knew she wasn't feeling well because she never fought her cannula! The next morning, though, she was doing well on minimal oxygen (she was only at 1/4L after arriving anyway), so we were discharged with more tanks from our medical supply company and orders to keep her on 1/8L probably for "a couple of weeks."

Three days later, we followed up with her PCM, and after a half-hour trial, we were able to ditch the oxygen! Of course she was heavily monitored, but praise the Lord we never did have to give it to her again. And a follow-up with her pulmonologist a week after that also gave good news--she doesn't think Verity needs to be followed, as her lungs are (and always have been) so clear. However, we did put another follow-up appointment on the schedule just in case the sleep clinic (scheduled for the end of May) doctor decides that Verity should be seen by pulmonology again.


Sunday, April 8, 2018

New Resource for Trisomy Moms

March was Trisomy Awareness Month. I was pretty active in sharing things on Verity's Facebook page and a bit on Instagram (I'm fairly new to that world), but I completely neglected this blog! Some of us Trisomy moms were talking about what we wish we would have known, or what we would have told ourselves if we could speak from our present viewpoint to our distraught past selves when we first learned of our child's diagnosis.

From those discussions a blog was born. "More Than Ten Percent" seeks to share stories of surviving the first year as a Trisomy mama. The name comes from the fact that most of us were told at diagnosis that at the most, only 5-10% of these babies live to see their first birthdays. The truth is, when babies are given interventions, closer to 35% of Trisomy 13/18 babies reach that milestone.

If you'd like to see Verity's and my contribution to the blog, please check it out! And do read other stories as well. While there are similarities, each journey is so different. It just goes to show that doctors really have no way of knowing for sure what will happen. We pray that our stories can be a blessing and encouragement to parents who are struggling with a new and unexpected diagnosis.

Go, Baby, Go!

Verity and about a dozen other kids in our area got to participate in a neat program for special needs kids who particularly need help with mobility. The Resource Exchange (the program through which we get our weekly at-home therapy sessions) partnered with area sponsors and volunteers to provide little cars for the kids. (Almost 16-year-old Tobin lamented that Verity got a car before him, lol.)

Our family arrived at the event center at a local mall to get Verity fitted for her car. She was by far the smallest participant, so she needed a lot more modifications, which unfortunately meant that she wasn't able to participate in the grand parade at the end of the morning's efforts. But, we have a car! And while it may need a few tweaks, overall it seems to work for her, and we look forward to taking her out in it when the weather is nice and we have enough people available to make sure it's safe!

To see a video of Verity "driving" her car (she pushed the button to make it start!), you can go here!

Look! It's Trisomy 18 BLUE!
Perfect, since March was Trisomy Awareness Month!

The initial assessment: how can we keep her
seated safely?

See the big red button?!
That's what she pushes to make it go!

Lots of people brainstorming ideas for the best way
to make this work for Verity

Taking a break to be silly with Daddy

Birthday Bliss

Where does the time go?! It's been over a month since we had Verity's birthday party (theme: "Joy comes in the morning"), but I still smile in delight when I think about that special day. Out-of-town guests included my parents and two dear friends who flew to Colorado to spend some time with us and help prepare for the part. On party day, the weather was beautiful--sunny and warm--and we welcomed dozens of friends and loved ones who chose to spend part of their weekend celebrating this milestone with us. It was so precious to visit with everyone and to testify to God's faithfulness in this journey. 

We don't have any way of knowing how many more birthdays we will be able to celebrate with Verity, but somehow, now that we've passed the One Year Milestone, it seems as if we've let out a collective sigh of relief. We don't take for granted the time we have with her, but neither are we anxious about impending doom, a feeling that weighed us down for much of the past year. We know with Trisomy 18 we will never be completely free of a hovering "what if," but Lord willing, we are learning to treasure the moments we do have--not only with Verity, but with each of our children, for we know that our lives are but a mist in light of eternity. May we rise each morning with joy in our hearts no matter the circumstances.