Showing posts with label hospital. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hospital. Show all posts
Wednesday, November 16, 2016
Primary Childrens Hospital
Primary Childrens Hospital
At the end of December, Kason and I prayed really hard as to whether or not he should quit his job with Washington City. They had amazing benefits, but he didnt enjoy it. We decided since all Wrekkers birth bills were paid and through the insurance system, we would be fine to just use my insurance for the next little while. Kason quit and began working for Warren Energy hauling gas. He really enjoyed it, it was really hard to have him gone so much though. I was back to work and I felt like I couldnt handle him being gone so many nights in a row. During this time, we had been monitoring this "birthmark" on Wrekkers face. Originally our doctors had told us it was just a popped blood vessel from labor, but it continued to grow. It really started to worry us when his eye looked as if it were swollen and started to turn black and blue. We took him to Dr. Kaddu, his pediatrician and he told us he wanted a second opinion. So we went and saw Dr. Ben Carter a dermatologist in St. George. He was very worried about Wrekker and insisted we take him to Primary Childrens Hospital in SLC immediately. Kason was working in SLC and I was startled by his urgency. He said he would send some pictures of Wrekker to his colleagues in Wisconsin and get their opinion on the matter. Dr. Carter studied medicine in Wisconsin and that is where they discovered the treatment and concerns that can be accompanied with a hemangioma, or a collection of millions of twisted blood vessels, found on the face. Dr. Carter called me that night and told me he couldnt stop thinking about Wrekker. The next morning I was teaching school, and received a phone call from Primary Childrens Hospital. They told me they had also received pictures of Wrekker and they needed to see him immediately that day. I told them they must be confused because we live in St. George, they said they were aware and that would mean I need to leave RIGHT THEN. I called my mom because Wrekker was in Mesquite with her, and her and my dad rushed right up and we all drove Wrekker to SLC. Kason was already there waiting for us and I didnt want to drive with a two month old baby, by myself. We picked up Kason and met with Dr. Vanderhoft, our specialist, she was very kind, and also very calm. She told us that Wrekker would be fine, we just needed to keep monitoring his situation. This was frustrating for Kason and I. Ten hours ago, we felt like our child was in a life threatening danger, and now we were being dismissed after a quick five minute observation. She gave us a topical ointment and told us to return in a month. Her major concern was that his eye could not swell completely shut, or he would lose all vision permanently. We monitored him very closely and returned about a week later because his eye was getting significantly worse. She sent us to the ophthalmologist to have his vision checked. Dr. Dries, felt that Wrekkers eye was being put out of focus, because the pressure form the hemangioma, which is basically a tumor of blood vessels, was so strongly pushing against his eye ball. Dr. Vanderhoft immediately decided to take action and Wrekker underwent EKGs and other tests to make sure that his two month old body could handle the very special and potent medicine, it needed to reduce the tumor behind his eye and cheek. The medicine was called propranolol and it was discovered only a few years ago by the Professor that taught Dr. Carter, in Wisconsin. This kind of brought us back full circle into wondering if he was right about his urgency and if we should be more concerned by PCH relaxed approach. Dr. Vanderhoft, was more concerned that this small newborn shouldnt be placed on such a potent medicine, which I believe now, was her reasoning for moving slower with a solution. The medicine was very hard on Wrekkers little body. We started with the smallest of doses and it needed to be administered every eight hours. It also was very important that he ate every three hours or he could have a seizure, due to the potency of the medicine on his little body. This meant no sleep for mom or dad. Wrekker did really well even though the first two days he slept about 21/24 hours. The hospital here in St. George agreed to monitor his vitals once a week to prevent us from having to make an extra trip to PCH each week. Wrekker is such a fighter a tough boy. We feel really good about our care here and know that he is in the best hands. It is overwhelming to be surrounded by so many children who are fighting a way harder battle than we could ever imagine. It has been a very humbling experience to be surrounded by such a strong presence of our Heavenly Father and the love he has for his children.
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Saturday, November 12, 2016
Hardy Gets to Practive Correct Service Dog Behavior at the Hospital
Hardy Gets to Practive Correct Service Dog Behavior at the Hospital
Yesterday morning, I took Hardy with me to the Cleveland Clinic Pain Center for a routine pump refill at 8:30 am. I have an intrathecal pump implanted which sends Baclofen (an antispasticity medication) right into my spinal column. Every six weeks or so, I go in so that they can put more Baclofen into the pump using a syringe and needle through the pumps port. Usually, the refill goes perfectly fine - theres one stick, the needle ends up in the port and theres no problem getting the medication into the pump. Finding the port in mine tends to be more difficult since its my second pump so theres lots of scar tissue. As a result, its hard to feel the borders of the pump which is necessary in order to locate the relatively small port entry so occasionally, theres a minor problem when the nurse has difficulty getting the needle into the port resulting in multiple needle sticks.
Ive had a pump now for at least 10 years and yesterday something unique happened. The nurse thought she had gotten the needle into the port and began injecting the Baclofen. After putting in a couple ccs, she became concerned about the location of the needle. She went to find out whether we could use the fluoroscope (like an x-ray machine). We moved into the surgical suite to use the machine and discovered that the needle was not in the port and in fact, the pump was oriented pretty much opposite of what we had thought. My nurse withdrew the needle and using a new one, got it right into the pump.
After completing the refill, she contacted my doctor regarding the medication that she inadvertently injected subcutaneously. The concern was how concentrated the medicine was and what the effect would be as I absorbed it. Baclofen is a drug that can be dangerous if you get too much of it or stop taking it suddenly - you need to taper the amount going up or down. Since no one knew how quickly I was going to absorb it and one possible effect of an overdose is death, my doctor decided that I should stay in the hospital overnight.
I had to spend time in the surgical recovery at the Pain Center while they found me a hospital room. My refill nurse asked whether Hardy could stay with me and the recovery room nurses set me up in a cubical at one end of the room so that he could.
| Hardy watching in the recovery room |
| And Hardy sleeping there |
My roommate was there for a pain pump trial and was just amazed at all the things Hardy and Laurel do for me. She has a black Lab at home and was very hopeful that she might learn to do some things to help her at home. Although she doesnt live anywhere near me, a friend of mine is a trainer near her so I will put them in touch when the time is right. She was very sweet and told me that I was there for the night so that she could meet me and feel hopeful about her future! That made an annoying event seem much more positive for me too!
I sent Brent and Hardy home at about 9:30 pm. Hardy could have stayed the night but I wasnt up to taking him out so I thought hed be better off at home. I came home at about 12:00 today - which is Brents and my 32nd Anniversary!
| Hardy visiting in my hospital room |
| Hardy visiting me on his mat on my bed |
| Hardy visiting me in bed at the hospital |
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