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Sunday, September 15, 2013

The Nitty-Gritty of Our Hard Summer

*warning, long post ahead*

So.... if you're on Facebook or read the last few posts, you can probably gather that we've had a lot going on this summer. I mentioned in this post that Em would be facing a rather hard summer.... and the reason for that was after a follow-up from her latest sleep study (her daddy went with her for the first time and they had fun, as you can see)
But the follow-up was rather grim, the results were terrible and some of the worst apnea he'd seen, and this was after a floppy voice box repair done last October. This was after a sleep endoscopy that was performed last August and they were sure the floppy voice box repair would fix her problems and prolong their need to do a facial reconstruction (you can read more about that here). 

So a sedated MRI was scheduled, and re-scheduled..... and then rescheduled two more times! This was after a cold and then croup, and forgetfulness. So it didn't happen until August, when initially it was supposed to happen in June.


Around this same time we also were dreading another procedure. Remember how it was mentioned that since Ryker came, Em had been pulling her tube out a lot??..... well, we decided to do something about that, and talked with Dr. O'Gorman about some non balloon port tubes (the mickey button that Em has uses a balloon to keep it in place.... so once it is inserted into her belly, you use a syringe of water and place it in the port to fill the balloon up). There is benefits and downsides to both kinds of buttons, so we researched a lot, and decided that a non balloon was worth a shot. The biggest thing with the non balloons, is they are really hard to pull out accidentally, but if they do come out, it is a lot more painful, and they can only be replaced at the hospital (the balloon ones we can replace ourselves, and they are not without pain to come out or put in, but from the sounds of it, the non balloons are a lot more painful, but again, harder to come out). So Em had a non balloon placed back in April, and for the first day or so, it worked great! But not so much after that, and it began leaking like crazy. And I'm talking really leaking, like she wasn't getting any food at all, and was going through around 10 outfit changes a day! She had never had a problem with leaking, so I called them of course, by this point it was the weekend, so I had to call the hospital and get the on-call gastro. He said since they had to go up in size, she was probably just a bit stretched out and it would take awhile for her to close-off again and not to worry. But when I told him her skin looked terrible, he said maybe we should get in to see the wound team at Primary. So that is what we did, and luckily they squeezed us in that week. Their thought was that the button was too long. They had used the same length as her Mickey had been, but since there is not a balloon to pull it tight up against the stomach (it had a flat disc to keep it in), it was too long. Unfortunately we were already having issues with the insurance covering more buttons because Em had gone through so many mickeys when they were getting pulled out so often (insurance only covers 4 a year, and by April we had already gone well over that), so they didn't think the insurance would cover a change so quickly.... even though, the blame should be on the Dr for putting the wrong size in in the first place! So they gave us some thicker pads to try and get it more taught, and of course many, many creams! But this is when it was first noticed..... a dark spot right near her stoma that they were unsure as to what it was. They wanted us to see her dermatologist about that, and they worked their magic to get her in the next week (Dr. Vanderhooft usually has a 4-6 month waiting list!).... so of course that worried me a little. Things really went south though before we even made it to the next week! So Sunday we headed for the ER..... our reason for this, is that we believe Em had had very little food or drink for 2 weeks at this point, and this is what her stomach looked like
Yeah, I was worried she was getting cellulitis. At the Primary ER, they could all agree on one thing, that button needed to come out.... we had not been able to keep from leaking at all. They couldn't do it then and there though, because they knew it would need to be done under anesthesia, and they neither had a surgeon that could do it, nor an anesthesiologist that felt comfortable with Em's airway. So they made room for her on Monday's schedule at 6 am, and she finally got that sucker out! 

It was easy to see right away what the problem had been, the thing was broken!!! INSIDE her stomach! So not only did they have to take out what they could from the outside.... they also had to go in and remove the fragments from the inside! That dang thing was probably broken from the moment they put it in.... because how it works is, they put it in and then use a tool to crank open the disc, and it probably got broken as they were cranking it.... I felt so bad for my little girl :( 

But things got much better after she went back to a balloon port, and we decided that we would just do our best to keep it in from now on. So we got to the dermatologist later that week and found out that Em had a staph infection in her skin, so they put her on antibiotics for that.... but still the best dermatologist at primary didn't know what to make of that dark spot either, so she thought it would be best for us to see a surgeon and get it surgically removed and biopsied..... yup, panicking at this point! I made no hesitation in making an immediate appointment with Dr. Downey (this is the surgeon that first put Emarie's g-tube in when she was 3 months old). They were able to fit us right in because apparently they had already received a fax from Dr. Vanderhooft.... great :/ And at that appointment, the C word was used..... I could hardly believe my ears..... Cancer? Really? Could this girl possibly have that when she deals with so much else?? I was downright angry! This was most certainly not fair!! He said he wanted to remove and biopsy it as soon as he possibly could..... he could do it the next day at Utah Valley..... too bad that was no go! There is not an anesthesiologist that will touch her outside of Primary. So he asked his nurse when the next time he would be at Primary would be, and it was the following week, but she said they were full.... he looked at the schedule and said, "bump him, this is more important to get done."...... WTH??! You can imagine how this is all making me feel like everything is collapsing around me and I can't breath or focus on anything..... the world stopped spinning, everything disappeared.... all I could see.... hear.... feel.... was my baby might have cancer. 

And of course this happened smack dab at the same time that she got croup and whatever else! So that awful procedure had to be rescheduled again and again as well.... but we finally faced it in July, and then let the facebook community know what was going on with this post:

Sorry for the picture overload, but we had a hard time choosing (and you can probably see why!). Our cute little "Super Girl" would truly appreciate your thoughts and prayers this week as she has some big deciding procedures (one on Wednesday and the other on Friday). I have hesitated to say what these are before now because it increases my stress over it.... but on Wednesday this sweet girl will undergo her 20th surgery for suspicions of cancer, please I am asking to not be bombarded with questions on this now, since I am already freaking out. The procedure on Friday will be a sedated MRI to see if she is going to need that dreaded facial reconstruction much sooner in her future than was previously anticipated. We really would like a good outcome from both of these procedures as you can imagine, thanks in advance my wonderful friends and family





So the sedated MRI didn't end up happening that week because we forgot to turn off her feeding at midnight.... out of well over 21 anesthetic procedures, that is the first time we've ever done that.... so although I was really frustrated, mostly because of the previous procedure though.... I had to hand it to myself, that that is not bad! So she had the MRI in August.... and sorry I know this is getting really long, but bear with me! 

Here are some pictures from the biopsy, and yes she wore her super hero cape into the OR! 





And well it took over two weeks, but we finally got the results that amazingly (even with 95% assurity that the results would be malignant) the mass was benign!!!!! So that was one hurdle! 
This was the very spot and moment where we received the news! And doesn't Ry just look too cool for school in this picture! 

After her MRI. She usually has a hard time waking after these types of procedures because they use an anesthesia that induces a more natural sleep. 

But fast-forward to August when she had her MRI, then a couple weeks later, her follow-up, where come to find out, they would like to try another tongue reduction and they think this could offset the need for a facial reconstruction for a few years *big sigh of relief*...... until I get a very detailed (with pictures) description of what a real tongue reduction is, and it sounds horrible. It is a very tricky and potentially dangerous procedure, with a significant chance it might not even help. She will have to be intubated, spend a few days in the PICU, and have a possibility of up to 2 weeks total in the hospital, but knowing my little girl, it could even be longer. All this coupled with the fact it might not even do what they are hoping it will..... well you could imagine my hesitancy, but I went ahead and set a (tentative in my mind) date for October, cried the whole way home and then got my big girl pants on and set straight to work when we got home. I researched and couldn't find much, so then I did the next best thing (actually probably the best thing and what I should've done first) and consulted the true experts.... the parents..... the special needs parents to be more specific. So I posted on the Ch18 FB page and two other general special needs parenting pages. No one had ever heard of this procedure, but all agreed it sounded scary, and there seemed to be a consensus that I should seek another opinion (which I was already planning), but thankfully the Utah Kids page was able to give me a few options of doctors that we could get a second opinion from. I also asked Em's (and Ry's) wonderful pediatrician at Ry's 9 month appointment and he too recommended a doctor that a lot of other parents had recommended. So I made an appointment and luckily they were able to squeeze us in October 5th, a mere 3 days before the suspected surgery date.

Sadly, the world collapsed again a few days later when I got a call from Dr. Muntz's surgery scheduler saying that they could not get the pre-authorization from the insurance because she was told our insurance had terminated. *Panic* "That has to be a mistake" I tell her..... though I'm sure she can hear in my voice that I'm not so sure, but I told her I would check on it and give her a call back. But my worry was completely confirmed when I went to the pharmacy later that day to try and pick up Em's vital Singulair and was told the same thing by the pharmacist.... we no longer had insurance. And this is the point that I had a very public panic attack/meltdown and had to leave without getting that precious medication. And the next day is when the letter finally came saying that our coverage actually ended at the end of July, which means all those procedures that happened in August were not actually covered :/ You can probably gather why this may be a big deal, but one little thing is Em can certainly wrack up nearly $10,000 in medical expenses monthly between her medical formula, her feeding tube supplies, her medications and therapy and clinical visits that happen on a monthly basis. And this is a good month, that doesn't include sickness, or surgeries, or hospital stays that come with both of those often. So we cannot be without insurance, but what do we do? There's Medicaid, which we have been denied for at least 3 other times, but it's pretty much the only hope we've got. So I have been working like crazy to get that process going yet again, but still have a lot more to do, and it can take awhile to get approval, even though it will retroact to when our insurance ended at the end of July. Thankfully because the amazing friends (really family) and network we have, we will be taken care of as far as formula and supplies go for a bit.... did I mention how much I love the Utah Kids group?? As well as certain Ch18 family that have come to our aid as well. Aside from the Singulair, thankfully I had refilled a lot of 3 month supplies of Em's medications before this all happened, so we should be ok there for a bit too.

I won't think about what will happen if we don't get approved for Medicaid, hopefully CHIP will be the backup, and the only backup we'll need. We cannot get on private insurance because all of us (save for Ryker) have pre-existing conditions. Our only options before were group plans. Sadly Steve's work had to stop offering insurance in 2010 (thanks mostly to us most likely, because after Em was born, United Healthcare raised the companies premiums 25% each period, and there came a point where the company could no longer afford it for everyone), but they pay into his salary what they would've put toward insurance. So when our coverage ended through Steve's work, we had to go with my work's group plan, and since I wasn't a contracted employee, we had to pay the full premium, which wasn't cheap (but $1,500 is better than $10,000!), so that is what we've been doing since then, and one of the major reasons we were forced to sell our home and be renters/squatters since then ;) But of course I quit my job with the school back in November when our sweet little Ryker was born, so we knew our coverage would eventually have to end, we just thought we still had time.... stupid, I know!

But we have had so many people offer to help us in this crisis mode! I have learned some good connections thanks to more advice from the wonderful parents in the Utah Kids group (very lucky to have found that group!). I am also in contact with someone to get Em on the DSPD wait-list.... sadly all of these programs that are offered are so hard for the people that really need them to get them. I had a caseworker help me with the paperwork for Medicaid, which I remember was a nightmare the last few times I've done it, and I don't know how people are able to get it so easy when they make it nearly impossible to apply! If it weren't for this caseworker's help, I am sure it would have not gotten done as quickly, nor as efficiently. She has also taken sympathy on our situation and thinks we have a real shot, so keeps us in your thoughts and prayers if you so wish.

After all that, I'm sure you'll be surprised to know that the summer hasn't been all bad! We've been swimming, and jumping on the tramp, and playing, and vacationing in Park City (still hoping to get a post done about that, but again, don't hold your breath!).
Playing in the backyard with the cheapo pirate pool I got for $6

And then we decided to get a "real" pool when we saw pictures of our friends The Wolfs in a pool like this, I knew Em had to have one! We got it from Amazon BTW.

And this is when we went to Cowabunga Bay for their "Autism Night". They rented out the whole park and all special needs families were invited to come, it was only $5 a person, and that included admission to the park and dinner, as well as other goodies they were giving out to everyone. Too bad it started to storm right at the time we were going, and it was a bit cold! But thankfully the water was warm and the kids didn't seem to mind too much! Both of them went down some big slides with mommy and daddy's help :) 

And then there was this amazing thing, where we got to share our miracle girl with the world! Thanks to the help of Joanna Rudnick, Kartemquin films, Rick Guidotti and NBC's Rock Center. This was amazing! Click the picture below to be taken to the article and clip of the profile they did on the amazing Rick, that features a very cute, 18 month old Em! 

So that was our summer in a nut shell, and also I have started a new job that I can work from home :) I am working on the customer assistance team for the car dealership Ken Garff as a call grader. I listen in to the recorded calls and grade the ones that are sales related, and determine other things for the ones that are not sales related. Basically my job is to make sure the customers that call in are well taken care of. I have to send a lot of emails out to others in the dealership, and listen to a lot of funny things! Just a fair warning, when you hear that familiar saying that, "This call may be monitored for quality control purposes.".... just know that the entire call is recorded.... when you're talking with the person, when you're holding and even before the call is even answered! And someone IS listening and just might have grounds to laugh at you ;) 

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

The Day I Met Rick

Play song, "Man in the Mirror" with this post

Just so you know, this post was written, rewritten and tweaked again and again in the last two weeks. And I still feel apprehensive about posting it, because I still don't feel like I've done it justice. But the reality is, I will probably never feel like I can do it justice. So I'm posting it, but please keep that in mind.

I was literally floored by some of the responses to the last post I got. I had so many people ask me about this man, Rick.... and I realized I have never really shared my knowledge of this most remarkable human being. It's sad really that I haven't, because really he is one of the best people I have had the pleasure to meet.
Rick doing what he does best: capturing the world as he sees it through his camera
*photo courtesy of Mark Sogard*

So here it goes, I'm going to do my best to explain how I feel about this guy, and what he is trying to do with the world.

I will first take you back to nearly 3 years ago when Emarie was still a tiny baby. We knew of her diagnosis at this point, but still had a limited knowledge of what we should be doing for her. There were of course the obvious specialists that we were recommended to see, and for the first 6 months, we were preoccupied doing all that we thought we needed to. Seeing the orthopedic specialists, the cardiologists, geneticists, and some others. The one where our story starts though is the cranio-facial clinic, in other words, the cleft palate clinic. This is where you meet with the team, which consists of a plastic surgeon, an ENT, a speech therapist, and a pediatric orthodontist. Our first visit went great when she was 2 months old, and we scheduled and took care of her first prosthesis when she was 2 1/2 months old. It wasn't until her follow-up that we began getting the notes the doctors took, sent to us in the mail.

How I felt about my daughter when I first laid eyes on her, is nothing short of unconditional love. I did not think anything of her appearance, other than her chin and nose were small. But I saw them as endearing and really she was the most beautiful thing I had ever laid eyes on. That's why it came as such a shock when we were told of all that they thought was "wrong" with her. All I could see was my beautiful daughter, that I had waited so long to meet. But nothing could prepare me for what I read in those Dr's notes some 5 months later.

"Emarie has significant, visible facial deformities and is abnormal in appearance" exact words from a pediatric orthodontist.

To say the least, I was shocked, sorrowed and deeply hurt by these words. I couldn't see it at all, no matter how hard I tried. She looked perfect to me, but was that just because I was her mother? That she grew inside me for nine months, and was essentially a part of me?

And I couldn't let it go... that is, until the day I met Rick. It was about 2 weeks after receiving this most heinous note that we headed to our first ever Chromosome 18 Conference in San Antonio, Texas. And thus where we met Rick Guidotti the former fashion photographer. I cannot even describe in words the awe I felt while sitting through his presentation which was my first impression of him. Sure we'd heard his name from others at the conference asking if we'd met Rick or had him take our daughter's picture yet. I'll have to admit that after I saw..... no, experienced his presentation, I was a little intimidated. I didn't know what to say or do after that (if you want to see a presentation similar to the one we saw, view the video below).


But I will say that nothing surprised me more than his first words to us as I held my tiny 6 month old baby in my arms.

(this part barely above a whisper) "Look at her" and then he actually gasped, "how do you get anything done? You must just want to stare at her all day"


I had to think, "is he for real?" But I could see it in his eyes, and it was like he could only see her. I saw him looking at her through my eyes, which was nothing short of remarkable. It was hard to hold back the tears as he photographed my girl and captured her in a way that no one had before.


This picture actually appeared on an online medical journal article


And FYI, I could not get my hair to cooperate in the humidity!!

He really brought what we her parents saw in her to life. I can never thank him enough for that. I knew it, that my daughter truly is beautiful, and I was never going to allow anyone to make me doubt what I knew to be true again.

Click Here to see more/better quality pictures from the 2008 San Antonio conference. And password for this one is "Texas"
Emarie can be seen in pictures: 0014, 0017, 0043, 0068, 0101, 0117, 0133, 0291, 0297, 0306, 9985, 9983


Our experience at next year's conference in 2009 was no different, except maybe better. This time we were eager to have Rick photograph Emarie, and he captured her in many ways. Playing in the pool and with her daddy. 





Click Here to see more pictures from the 2009 Vegas conference. And password for this one is "Vegas"
Emarie can be seen in pictures: 6587, 6584, 6576, 6527, 6517, 6513, 6506, 6492, 6484, 6482, 6476, 8090, 8096, 8097, 8098, 8101, 8145, 8480, 8526, 8529, 8556, 8568, 9278, 9280

 To learn more about Rick and his mission, please visit his website Positive Exposure

I need to hold onto the way Rick made me feel about my child. And we all should embrace the world that he is so desperately trying to create. So, watch out world, you are all going to know him one day, because of what he is working so hard, and in many ways succeeding at.... and that is changing the world. I really wish there were more Rick's in the world, because I think it would be a hell of a better place. If every person could see the world through his eyes even for 5 minutes, I'm certain that lives would change. He's one of the few people I know actually taking a stand to end stereotypes, discrimination and just plain ignorance. I commend him for that alone. And I say "that alone", because he is doing more, so much more. 


*All pictures used on this post with permission by the owners :) Thanks Rick and Mark!*

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

The Beauty of Routine

*Play song, "Ordinary Miracle" with this post

First off, I would just like to thank all of you that responded to my "heart on my sleeve" post. Whether it was commenting on the link from Facebook, sending me messages or emails, talking to me in person, or commenting on the post itself. I read your own stories. I listened to how you sympathized with what I was feeling. Not one of you tried to make me feel anything other than valid for what I felt, and I can't thank you enough for that. And just so you all know, the bracelet came off, last night.


Now, a lot of you have wondered how things have been going since Em has been home, and I'm here to say, that's what this post is all about.

We had a lot of great things happen:

We got shown love from friends
Busy ball from the Wolf family 
Shamu from the Soileau family
Gift basket from my Relief Society presidency

We made messes



A lot of messes




and tried to be sneaky about it all

Caught!

We went to doctor visits and were told that our child is a "true walking miracle"...... "even though she doesn't walk". That was Em's beloved pediatrician, who also stated that she's in the best health he's seen her in, in over a year, and that he was unbelievably amazed at overall how she was doing. This was 11 days after the initial scare and emergency run to Primary. 10 days after she became symptomatic with RSV. 9 days after she was placed in the PICU and put on a C-Pap. And 3 days after she was discharged from the hospital. She is amazing. Beyond my wildest dreams amazing. Hard to put into words, but best I can say, is amazing work of faith, power, God, love, everything.

We also had a visit with the eye doctor where we learned that Em's eyesight is improving. Not improvement enough to ditch the glasses (which I was happy about, I like her in glasses, if you couldn't tell from the last post). But improvements are improvements, and these days we're taking them all.

We also came to some hard decisions that utterly affect the well-being of our girl. Biggest one being to keep her away from other kids until her surgery tentatively scheduled for the middle of April. 

We purchased (well insurance did) a pulse oximeter. Which, if possible, has maybe even made us even more paranoid than we were before with the way we can see her heart-rate bouncing all over the place (as much as 60 points in a matter of seconds). Which in turn has made us return to routine specialist visits that we had kind of stop concerning ourselves with in the last year or so. 

We tried perfecting the art of self photography.... only to fail miserably most of the time!



Finally!






We showed the house a couple times, so we cleaned like crazy!

Mostly we just have enjoyed being together at home, whole and happy.

Playing with daddy

Yes, this picture was seen already, but I just love it so much!

Things have somewhat gone back to normal, and actually better than normal. It's weird how when you are so use to getting restless sleep, that you actually are more tired when you get the first few nights of the best sleep you've had in years. Emarie for the first time in well over two years, has been sleeping mostly through the night (which might be why she refuses to take naps at grandma's house during the day). Thanks in part (mostly) to the fact that she actually is keeping her oxygen cannula in her little nose. Yes, that was quite the battle before the hospital stay, which leads me to the reason for the blog title.

The Beauty of Routine

It's amazing how many things can become routine for a sweet little 3 year old. 

Hospital ones

Blood draws, IV placements, constant strangers, surgeries..... etc

Home ones

Her daily injections for growth hormone (actually laughs when given these). G-tube button changes (mommy and daddy still can't get use to these though). Keeping her glasses on. Giving of breathing treatments, via nebulizer or inhaler through spacer. Countless medications....
as sad as this is, I think it is so stinkin cute that she has a fish on her face!

The ones I thought would never become routine for her

Brushing her teeth and keeping her on oxygen at night... well, one has now become routine, but I'm not planning on the other to ever become routine..... funny how much this child goes through, yet brushing her teeth, you'd think we were killing her ;)

We were told to keep Em on oxygen when they discharged her after her hip surgery back in July. We were given a huge and horribly loud machine, nasal cannulas and tender grips.... all of which Emarie detested. We tried everything, from trying to distract her while we placed it, to waiting until she was sound asleep.... all to no avail. Well, sometimes she would leave it on for all about ten minutes, but we gave up all together after awhile because it was too much of a battle. This hospital stay completely changed that. And I think it changed Emarie's aspect on that as well.... like she knows now that it's helping her. Just like her breathing meds, her glasses, and everything.... well, except brushing her teeth. 

As sad as some of it is, I still can't stress enough how much I appreciate when things become routine.