A friend of mine recently shared this blog which claims to help recovering Type-A moms prioritize people, not tasks, during the day to day of mom life. A few of our mutual friends began a commenting frenzy talking about how … Continue reading
This morning at 5am I woke to hear Roman sobbing. I rolled out of bed, put on my slippers and robe, then stepped into his room. After he cleared the quick mom eval: no vomit, no blood, no poop, new … Continue reading
You know whats the worst? Being hit by a wave of stench when you open the front door after spending two hours corralling four kids at church. That was my Sunday this week. I opened the door and looked down … Continue reading
Last Sunday night I packed for the hospital stay. For myself I had one extra outfit, a bag of snacks, 2 coloring books, a packet of favorite markers, 2 novels, a journal, stationary, a devotional, and my cozy strip blanket … Continue reading
We’ve been seeing a lot of specialists for the kids, trying to get a baseline for all the various medical stuff we have on board. So far all the medical recommendations have been in a comfortable gray zone. This or that surgery may be beneficial eventually, but it’s not a life or death deadline. We could try stopping a medication to see if it is actually necessary, if nothing happens then that medication was slapped on to that child’s file back in the orphanage without appropriate measures to make sure they actually had that condition, but we don’t need to stop the medication today or tomorrow, it can wait.
I’ve appreciated all the doctors who have that helpful curiosity about a child’s well-being. Up until last week everyone, except the orthopedist (who literally said “tough luck” when I shared that she’s dream is to walk), has looked at all the possibilities, given clear reasons for possible next actions, and concluded their consults with recommendations for follow ups in a couple months when we will see how the kids are doing.
But last week Angelina had a neuro-surgery appointment to check on her shunt which she has to maintain the pressure in her brain which is affected by hydrocephalus. They took a couple xrays to determine what kind of shunt she had and if she was safe to go in an MRI machine, after the xrays got the aokay she had a quick brain MRI (thankfully not sedated) and then we went and met the team. We’ve already been through all this with Roman, he got the all clear on everything and he won’t need to be seen again until next year.
This time around the dr. started with good news, Angelina’s shunt is working, and then ended with the not so great news, although her shunt is working, she has run out of any room to grow. I could see the decision there, in black and white, right on her xrays. He recommended a shunt revision surgery as soon as possible. He described it as “this isn’t an ‘if her shunt fails’ scenario, this is a ‘when’ and the when could be any day now that she is in a better environment to grow. It’s best to have a scheduled surgery now than wait for an emergency that could happen anytime.” His PA gave me a follow up call just a couple hours after the appointment to get the ball rolling. Angelina is now scheduled for shunt revision surgery this coming Monday, just four days away.
Yesterday I got the call from a pre-op nurse who gave me a breakdown of what to do for Angelina before this surgery and what recovery should hopefully look like. This will be an inpatient procedure with an overnight stay for observation, if all goes well we will be discharged the next day. She asked if there was anything specific I wanted them to know and suddenly my calm collected mind was flooded with all the details we’ve learned about Angelina, how she is scared of flying objects, how she doesn’t like milk or oatmeal but loves dry cereal and chocolate milk, and how quickly she can dissociate when scared or in pain. I took a steadying breath, organized my thoughts for what the team needs to know, and said “we’ll need a translator before and after surgery to help ground her and reinforce that she is not being abandoned again, the nurses will need to stay on top of her pain meds because of her background she will try to hide pain since it’s a sign of weakness and she won’t trust you, she probably won’t be combative but she will be really scared. can i stay in her room overnight?” The nurse on the line was quiet for a moment, probably jotting down the notes, and then she said “right, I’ll make sure there is a translator, we will stay on top of her pain meds, i’m sure it will be pretty overwhelming for her, you can stay with her overnight. you are doing a good job mom.” Gosh I love competent nurses who communicate, you guys are the best!
God in his grace has kept Angelina safe all these years with this one shunt, as far as we know she’s never had a revision before. Angelina is very short for her age and for various reasons we suspect she may not grow much more; an average 9 year old would have outgrown this shunt length and either been rushed in for emergency surgery or died from pressure in the brain before the orphanage nannies reacted to any symptoms. This is the third appointment with a specialist when we’ve learned that a medical condition, though seeming to be an inconvenience or even deterrent for independence, has in fact been a key part of keeping Angelina alive and without long-term or even deadly internal damage. Act of God? Yes.
Please keep our family in your prayers. This surgery should be fairly quick and the recovery should be relatively fast as well, but there are still so many unknowns. My husband will use his one day off a week to hold down the fort at home with 3 littles while I stay with Angelina at the hospital 2 hours away. Please pray for Angelina that she may stay resilient and trusting during this time, we have all been making so much progress as a family the past few weeks; we anticipate there will be some regression on attachment and trust after the surgery because it will throw such a curve ball into our very consistent routine which Angelina has come to rely on.
There are rustlings going on around this house, my house, rustlings that whisper the end of summer, the beginning of autumn, and the start of a new school year. We’ve never had the part about the school year before because … Continue reading
Since returning to the states, an unexpected challenge has been getting Angelina to drink liquid throughout the day. Raised in an orphanage without potable water, she was most likely accustomed to being chronically dehydrated. During the weeks we spent at … Continue reading
This blog advocates for orphans with special needs waiting for their family, it tells you about our own adoption journey, documents the post-adoption life we are living, and strives to support other families currently in the adoption process. I’d … Continue reading
You’ve heard a lot about Angelina because she has so much muchness. Since the very first day we met her, her personality shone through with vim, vigor, and more than a dash of vinegar. It’s easy to see and share … Continue reading
We’ve been meeting a lot of ologists recently. It comes with the territory when you adopt kiddos with medical needs, and these first few months will be the biggest push of doctor appointments as well get everyone up to speed. … Continue reading