I can breathe again...
...because Julia's head doesn't hurt anymore,
...because she didn't have to have a shunt revision surgery,
...because she isn't being tortured with tests and needles and hospital captivity.
After three days at Children's Medical Center, Julia is home now. She will have to take oral antibiotics three times a day and go back to the hospital for blood work and a follow-up with her neurosurgeon, Dr. Weprin, AKA My Hero, but it appears that the infection around her shunt responded to IV antibiotics.
When I started this blog, I intended for it to be a source of information about Julia's health and progress. I had hoped to keep it updated so that instead of making phone calls, loved ones could check on her most up-to-date status.
Last week when Julia was in the hospital, I should have posted updates. I intended to at least write about it as soon as she was released. But, when she was home and I started to write about our experience of the last several days, it was too difficult. I realized that I needed time for my heart and mind to mend. I needed time to process the tests and procedures and doctors and nurses because last week there wasn't time to sleep, cry or think.
Julia is the bravest person that I know. She endured more medical tests in one day than some people will in their lifetime. She had a CT, shunt series, urine culture, blood work, shunt tap, finger prick, IV placement and abdominal ultrasound on Monday. She wasn't allowed to eat or drink for more than 8 hours, she didn't feel good and she was put through an obstacle course of medical tests and procedures that were scary, painful and invasive.
There was never a tantrum or meltdown. Her lips quivered and tears ran down her cheeks, but Julia was so very brave.
Julia is independent, opinionated, funny, spirited, strong willed, intelligent, courageous and beautiful. She is full of energy and joy. But, she is also medically fragile. She is susceptible to urinary tract infections, skin breakdown, blisters and shunt failure.
Last week was a reminder of how fragile her health can be and how vigilant we must be to protect her.
Last week was a reminder of how fragile her health can be and how vigilant we must be to protect her.
Shunt failure, including malfunction or infection, is common, and when not promptly treated can cause brain damage or death. The average shunt in children lasts 2-5 years before needing to be revised. Julia's shunt is two and half years old.
Common signs of shunt failure are headache, vomiting, fever, changes in behavior, lethargy, changes in appetite, swelling or redness along the shunt tract, visual changes and loss of neurological function.While she didn't this time, odds are Julia will need a shunt revision at some point. It's important for anyone who might care for her to know the warning signs. If Julia ever has any of these symptoms she should be taken to the emergency room so that her shunt can be evaluated.
This was not Julia's first hospital stay, but next to her initial shunt surgery, it was definitely the hardest. As I held her down for the nurses to place her third IV in two days, I felt like I didn't have the strength to participate in her pain anymore. I wanted to call Wade over to hold her. It took three sticks, two nurses and both of her hands before they got the IV into her vein. I looked into her big green eyes and found the fortitude to bite my lip and hold back my tears while the IV was placed.
Raising a child with special needs can be hard, scary and frustrating sometimes. Last week was all three. I don't know what caused Julia's infection. I pray that it is gone and will not return. I am so proud of how brave she is. I am thankful and humbled everyday for the gift of being her mommy.
"You can't be brave if you've only had wonderful things happen to you." - Mary Tyler Moore
This was not Julia's first hospital stay, but next to her initial shunt surgery, it was definitely the hardest. As I held her down for the nurses to place her third IV in two days, I felt like I didn't have the strength to participate in her pain anymore. I wanted to call Wade over to hold her. It took three sticks, two nurses and both of her hands before they got the IV into her vein. I looked into her big green eyes and found the fortitude to bite my lip and hold back my tears while the IV was placed.
Raising a child with special needs can be hard, scary and frustrating sometimes. Last week was all three. I don't know what caused Julia's infection. I pray that it is gone and will not return. I am so proud of how brave she is. I am thankful and humbled everyday for the gift of being her mommy.
"You can't be brave if you've only had wonderful things happen to you." - Mary Tyler Moore