tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-73097765092539281232024-03-14T04:28:07.148-07:00Aerynns JourneyKatrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17937756746503699652noreply@blogger.comBlogger60125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309776509253928123.post-87396563725700617822017-02-07T23:13:00.005-08:002017-02-07T23:18:46.856-08:00Decisions and Learning...It's been a long time since I've posted anything - again... Our days are blending into each other like some funny shade of grey at the moment. The only thing dividing them are some black hours that are apparently called "night". Most of the world sleeps through these black hours... not my household. Toby and Aerynn are both still tag teaming the evening shift with me falling deeper and deeper into exhaustion. But we trudge on. <br />
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The lack of updates may make it appear that nothing is happening, things are getting better, in fact, it is more like too much is happening, we are still hitting our heads against brick walls and I struggle to find the time in the day to update our "same old same old" situation. <br />
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But there is one big difference this year. With the support and guidance of our psychologist and medical team I have made the decision to homeschool the younger three children, including Aerynn. The reality is that assimilating to a mainstream school doesn't;t make much sense. In Aerynn's case we need to make the most of every single minute and second she has with vision and importantly within her life. Making memories is much more important that learning to sit at a desk and follow classroom rules and <span style="text-align: center;">etiquette. Instead our little girl is going to run and play and swing and laugh and sing and feel the breezes and sunshine on her face. She is going to learn in natures classroom and learn life skills rather than institutionalised learning. Don't get me wrong, there is a place for mainstream education, I'm doing my bachelor of education for that reason, but for these three individuals, life has another path for them. Mainstream education may come at a later stage for the boys... but for Miss A, life is for living with as much gusto as she can. </span><br />
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So, our method of education is called "unschooling" and in particular is it going to be child lead. Children instinctively question their world and learn naturally. That is what unschooling is all about. We will have set units of work, which the children have already helped me plan, and within those units they will learn to read, write, draw, question, investigate, create conclusions and interact with their world and communities. I won't mention too much about it here in this blog, as this is dedicated to Aerynns Journey, but I have started a new blog for our new lifestyle and importantly as a record for the children's homeschooling adventures. It is called Hope, Dreams and Butterflies and can be found here: <a href="http://hopedreamsandbutterflies.blogspot.com.au/" target="_blank">Hope, Dreams and Butterflies</a> We also have a Facebook page here: <a href="https://www.facebook.com/groups/243706972718286/" target="_blank">HDB Facebook Page</a> Hopefully I can keep up blogging and recording all that is needed, there may even be some video entries from the children!!! I have lots of plans and dreams for this little adventure... Praying that life will allow these dreams to become reality :) <br />
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<br />Katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17937756746503699652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309776509253928123.post-61921763117347246222016-10-08T06:02:00.000-07:002016-10-08T06:04:03.614-07:00Diagnosis Confirmation: ASD<div style="text-align: justify;">
3 weeks ago we ventured up to Adelaide for more tests and assessments for Aerynn. One of these was to see if she has an autism spectrum disorder. Her behaviours and reactions have always been a little left of centre, she is most definitely "quirky" and has a distinct American accent, despite need living in the US and having no contact with anyone who is of that culture. </div>
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I honestly had no idea what the results would be. Girls are extraordinarily difficult to diagnose with ASD as they are usually more social than boys in general and are good at masking any symptoms in an effort to blend in. Miss A can appear to be very social at times, she can maintain eye contact and has an amazingly rich vocabulary. She is obviously intelligent and wise beyond her years, but is this because of the huge amount of one on one time she has had growing up, is it because she has been conversing and relating to intellectuals most of her life? I really couldn't answer those questions. But I know that at the very least she has a sensory processing disorder. Her reactions to touch, clothing, brushing hair etc are off the richter scale. She needs help to start working on controlling her reactions, so off to the paediatrician, psychologist and speech therapists we went for a formal ASD assessment. </div>
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Miss A went off quite happily with the psychologist for some play based assessment in the adjoining room, whilst I discussed her development and reactions with the speech therapist. I have been through this process 3 times before. I knew what it was about, I came prepared. Our family is an open book when it comes to their medical needs and ensuring the specialist teams who are involved with them whom we trust implicitly. I was honest, transparent and up front with everything. I couldn't say with any certainty that her behaviours and reactions were not learned from her siblings. I was unable to explain where she picked up the unusual accent with which she speaks. I was also unable to exclude her behaviours and reactions being nurtured by myself throughout her early childhood when she was so desperately ill and I allowed her rely on me for everything, more than most other children are allowed. </div>
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It hit me quite hard. This assessment came the day after we were told about the retinosis pigmentosis. I was already shaken to the core and hurting for my baby girl. Having her childhood investigated at length, every incident, reaction and behaviour teased out in order to ascertain the why's and what for's... Seeing it all lay out in front of me, I felt guilty. I felt scared, but I felt relieved that I had taken the step that our paediatrician had guided me to take and have this assessment completed. </div>
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Yesterday I had our feedback session in regards to this assessment. Aerynn has been diagnosed with Autism. I don't know to what level yet, that will be confirmed in the written report I should receive in the coming weeks. She has been recommended to have occupational therapy, speech therapy and psychology at the very least in order to support her development. </div>
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I am still processing this diagnosis. I was preparing myself to be told that they were unable to diagnose her and it is all related back to something I did during her early childhood - yes, mumma guilt runs deep in me. I've shed a tear or two, but know that the reality of this diagnosis hasn't quite hit me yet. This is my fourth time hearing an autism diagnosis, you are never ready for it. Your reaction is different with each and every one... This one is different for me. It's rocked me in a way I didn't expect. It's hurting me deeper than I expected. </div>
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So, it's taken 4 years, but we are finally getting answers. We are getting closer and closer to working out my little girl and getting her the help she needs to lead the most positive and fulfilling life possible. They aren't answers we necessarily wanted, but since when does life ever deal us the hand that we want to see? </div>
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We rock up to Aerynn's neurology appointment knowing that something wasn't quite right. I mean, when you usually see the box of tissues sitting behind the desk and this time they are front an centre it's a pretty good sign something is going down. Not to mention the fact the neurologist (who happens to be one of the best in Australia, if not the world) has squeezed you in an appointment between meetings on a non-consulting day. </div>
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So we get there, early (something new for us, I wonder if being early may not be a good omen for us) and wait... and wait... and the kids all do their usual "### did this", "### won't share", "### hurt me" *cue screaming tantrum*, or was it a meltdown? Anyway, it was not a pleasant experience. We were all tired and anxious and trying to be quiet in a medical ward which was not populated so it echoed like the grand canyon! </div>
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Then the sentence opener I was waiting for... "Now, we have some results back on your little missy..." I was expecting the confirmation of mitochondrial disease which he has alluded to in previous appointments and phone conversations. I was waiting to be told that my daughters body is failing and depending on where the mitochondria fail next will decide on her symptoms and life prognosis... instead he asks if she has had any issues with her vision. My silly brain went all fuzzy and I couldn't find words, so simply shook my head (which, now I can compute I know was incorrect). The words we have been waiting to hear finally fell from Dr Smith's mouth. "The DNA and genetic testing have come back with a result, a gene deletion." Our little Miss A has been undergoing genetic and DNA analysis for 4 years now, and nothing has shown! We know that she has something funky happening with her genes as she has so many different markers, but none of them seem to relate to each other or can be bundled together to give us a conclusive diagnosis... but now, we finally have something concrete, something that indicated that yes, Miss A has got something going on and it has a name!!! </div>
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So, as he said... vision... The gene that Aerynn has a deletion of is responsible for a condition called Retinosis Pigmentosa. He explains that is usually hereditary and is a progressive condition that has no cure and no treatment. It leads to blindness. So the concern here being, my uncle went progressively blind. He applied to join the air force, but had symptoms of his eye condition at a young age so was denied. He eventually went on to lost most of his vision, but we believe went undiagnosed. Darn my families tendency to tough it out and not want to bother the doctors :/ We do know that he lost night vision, then colour vision and then his every day vision become progressively worse. Unfortunately he passed away many years ago so we have little record or information to fall back on to confirm exactly what condition he had, however, it does match the progression of Retinosis Pigmentosa (and a few other eye conditions). </div>
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So this brings me to Miss A... Last year we took her to the behavioural optometrist to check her eyes before she started school. All the kids in this family have astigmatism and need glasses. She passed the vision test with flying colours - woohoo! roll on to June of this year and she had the obligatory 4 year old health check at school. I could't work it out, she failed the vision test spectacularly. There was no denying it, and she was doing her best, but couldn't do the exam, her left eye performed the worst. Add to that, the room was a little dimly lit, but she should have been able to compensate and see as the other children in the class had. Anyway, I dismissed this result. I knew she had passed the optometrist test 7 months earlier after all, why should I worry. I still have the referral in my drawer to get a repeat vision test at the optometrist again... When we combine this with the fact she is struggling with her night vision, to the point we need to leave lights on or she screams at the top of her lungs in her bunk that she can't see and someone needs to come help her get to the toilet... it's possible she is simply a carrier of this RP, however, signs are pointing to her having it. The scary thing is that we've been told to be prepared for a quick progression of the disease in children, up to 5 years worth of vision was mentioned. </div>
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My head was swimming with these appointments and details. I did not expect this at all. And as much as it is an ironic pun, blindsided is indeed how we felt. </div>
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In the haze we continue to discuss different symptoms Aerynn is experiencing, including persistent fungal infections (internal and external), her very obvious hair loss and the pins and needles in her feet which lead to numbness and an inability to walk. The decision was made to push on with further testing for the mito disease instead of waiting. As a result Aerynn had a huge number of blood tests (20ml of blood!!!) the Monday following this appointment. Some are for further investigation into the mito disease, others are more genetic tests and some general blood tests, including a HBA1C. The results of these bloods will filter through over the coming weeks and months. She will be admitted to hospital to have a sedated eye test completed in order to confirm RP or to see if she is simply a carrier. It will also determine the damage already done to her retinas. </div>
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It has now been 4 years since Aerynn was in the Royal Children's Hospital in Melbourne, and we still have no definite diagnosis. Well... apparently we are very close, around a 99% certainty... but we've been there before only to have it reversed... and this diagnosis is one I don't want her to have, so until it's 100% confirmed I'm going to dwell in the 1%. </div>
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To type it here makes it seem so real. I have been toying with saying it out loud at times... having the words on my lips cause that all too familiar choking feeling come back to my throat. I've even broached it on Facebook once or twice to see how it fits. It didn't fit well though. I mean, it fits Aerynns clusters of symptoms incredibly well, but putting the name with my daughters name feels wrong. </div>
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Even if the neurologist confirms his suspected diagnosis when we see him again in 2 weeks, it won't be the final diagnosis. There are many tentacles to the beast that is mitochondrial disease. We will know that she has been ensnared by the beast, however not sure which arm we are dealing with for some time yet... </div>
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So I guess this is the update that is long over due on Miss A, but not the update I wanted to write. I don't really know how much longer I can live in the 1%age of ignorance... ignorance isn't bliss in this case, because deep down I know that this finally fits. After all, I was the one pushing for a diagnosis and answers. We finally have one of the best neurologists in the country who thinks that he has the answers on my little girl, and our paediatrician says if he thinks that this is what we are dealing with, then we can be very certain it will be correct. I have so many questions, however, I dare not think too hard about the possible answers...</div>
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Katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17937756746503699652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309776509253928123.post-12066618714160299612016-08-29T07:50:00.000-07:002016-09-23T17:55:23.398-07:00Happy 5th Birthday Little Princess<div style="text-align: justify;">
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Your birthday has been and gone. Today is August 10th, two days ago you turned 5 years of age. There was a stage we weren't sure you would see this magical number. You have proven so much strength and resilience. Sure, there are challenges, but we get through them, and every morning is a clean slate and a new day to discover. </div>
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Aerynn, you are a headstrong Miss who knows what she wants. Your teachers believe you are gifted beyond your years and work on another level compared to other children your age. Your brain has compensated everything your body has limited you with, but in saying that you are doing soon well physically - almost reaching the accepted growth charts!!!!! Our little princess is growing!!!! </div>
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So for your 5th birthday we had a big celebration - 3 weeks early. Nanny and poppy came to visit from Tasmania so we had a birthday celebration then so they could join in the fun. Most other little girls would love princess parties or have a disney or frozen theme, but no, Miss Aerynn insisted on a high tea with her friends. Complete with cucumber sandwiches, cupcakes and mini cups of tea. We went racing around town trying to find a tea set for you to use, and discovered a set which belonged to a 90 year old woman. She had it for quite a while. It was white, and so fragile... you could see through the china it was so delicate. A light blue decoration was on the outside. I loved it, it was a reflection of you... so pale, fragile and delicate with soft blue eyes burning with intelligence and a fire from within. It was simply perfect for your high tea. <br />
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So Miss Aerynn, on your 5th birthday we wish you the best. We with you everything, peace, love, a happy time on earth, we wish you enough. We have no idea how long you will be with us. We don't know what the future holds for any of us. Go ahead and write your own story. Continue to fight, continue to defy the odds and how them the person you are inside. Our strong headed little princess who confuses and astounds everyone is growing up... Continue to do so... be our strong and beautiful little Aerynn <3 </div>
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Medically, Aerynn is still pretty much as she has always been. We have changed her medical team and has new paediatrician, endocrinologist, immunologist, neurologist and therapists up in Adelaide through the Adelaide Paediatrics Clinic. I can't recommend them highly enough!!!</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">All prepped and ready for surgery... Feb 3, 2014<br />Even baby gowns have that well known gape ;)</td></tr>
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<br />The surgeon was very pleased with her hernia repairs. And we are incredibly blessed that we went with my gut instinct and did the bi-lateral repairs as she not only had the huge hernia (the size of a fist) in her left groin, but also a smaller hernia on the right side that we were missing due to the sheer size of her leftie! So it was optional surgery which ended up being very necessary :) </div>
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So Adelaide is a doubly, tripley... no, actually, even more of a nervous time for us. We knew the minute we were told the lump was a hernia that she would need surgery... that time is getting closer!!! I know it's nothing major, it's very common and usually only day surgery, but it's still surgery!!! It's (as I said before) our little girl, she has other associated health complications that need to be monitored with the surgery and heck... She's our daughter and it's only natural for a parent to be concerned, right?? Add to that meeting the Dr who will be the one making the decisions about her health with the onset of her suspected Type 1 Diabetes. This is the Dr who has already been in consultations with the paediatrician here in The Mount. She is apparently a research clinician and interested in the hormonal side of the endocrine system, could be interesting to have a chat with her over Aerynns short stature as well to see if she has any suggestions in regards to that ;) Oh and not to mention OUR FIRST (real) TIME IN ADELAIDE!!!!! Eeeeekkk!!!! Driving to a new city, no idea where we are going and all that... nerve wracking for me LOL I'm more of a creature of habit than I thought so it seems ;) So we really need to relax, regroup, get our heads in the right place and work out what we are doing before next Tuesday rolls around and we find ourselves heading off for yet a new "adventure" ;)<br /><br />oh and did I mention, Miss A has also decided now is a good time to start spiking temps, get tummy pains and have gastro like symptoms with moderately high BGL's?? No??? well.. that's our Aerynn, picking the right time to get sick ;) LOL</div>
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Katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17937756746503699652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309776509253928123.post-65219097194409309412013-12-29T00:40:00.000-08:002013-12-29T00:40:14.747-08:00Merry Christmas....<div style="text-align: center;">
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It's been a busy Christmas and new year season. With Miss Aerynns health being so topsy turvy and us not knowing what is happening it's really killed a lot of the jovial feelings we were hoping to foster.<br /><br />We were hoping to have a HUGE Christmas and New Year season and celebrate with a heap of deliciously unhealthy foods and lashings of naughtiness on top of naughty, but in the end our hearts were not in it. </div>
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I know some may see it as being negative. The truth is it just is what it is, this is our reality. we tried to force things but it felt wrong. So instead we floated around and did what time, inclination and the kidlets would allow. The Christmas tree went up 3 days before Christmas and is currently in the process of being pulled back down again. The children are playing happily with their respective Christmas gifts and having a lovely time.... meanwhile hubby and I are in the background trying to soak it all in, enjoy seeing the kids play and not worry, whilst we do the worry for them.<br /><br />It's been extra tough not having family with us this year. But skype and facetime have helped ease what distance has taken away. Toby and Aerynn both fight over who will talk to Nanny on Facetime - both love the attention and the camera ;) <br /><br />So it is the new year in just a few more sleeps. The new year is kinda scary at the moment... Will it being with it the answers we have been so desperate for? Will it being a diagnosis of Type 1 diabetes as expected or will the endocrinologists come up with some other explanation for Aerynns brittle blood sugar levels? And the fear I have shadowing me all the time... when will Aerynn get sick enough for treatment for these high blood sugar levels, or even will she (yes I still live in hope that she will "normalise" <br /><br />We had a call from the Adelaide endocrinologist the week before Christmas wanting us to be there within 2 days for an appointment. It was impossible. At the time both our cars were playing up so there was no way we were going to be able to physically make it even if it wasn't a case of horrible timing. Instead now we head up January 15th for an appointment on the morning of the 16th. It's a little daunting in that it is a new set of doctors, a new hospital to attend... Fresh eyes means fresh ideas and hopefully answers... this HAS to be good!!! Just has to be a new opportunity to work out what is happening :) I'm trying to be positive... trying trying trying :) We are being thankful that for the moment our little Miss is having more good days than bad.. her sugars are still up and down like a yo-yo, but we're accepting of that now, that's just Aerynn ;) <br /><br />So heading into the new year we are being positive! Miss A has put on a great amount of weight this year in comparison to the previous 12 months, her growth in height is still slower than average, but she has still recorded a good gain compared to last year :) She has shown she is incredibly bright and doesn't miss a thing! her speech and comprehension is beyond her age and she has become a regular little social butterfly. She has such character that most who meet her fall instantly in love with her twinkling eyes and contagious smile... she really is a little go getter... She is still in pre-walker shoes (gone from a size 1 pre-walker to a size 4-5 though!!!) and still hasn't got a proper full head of hair, it's still wispy fine and you can see her scalp through it, however what she has got has finally grown in length so she looks like a little girl :) and she is now able to wear all the gorgeous size 1 clothes we have had in storage waiting for her all this time :) She is able to now eat most foods, growing at her own rate, she is thriving for all intents and purposes. Aerynn is taking all her tests, appointments and her hospital stays in her stride and we are in awe on how well she is coping in comparison to us adults! LOL I know she has no concept on what it all means yet, and we are hoping that no matter what her ultimate diagnosis that it wont be too big a deal for her as she has been dealing with this from day one... Just hoping that we are edging ever so much closer to having answers for her, answers for her siblings who are struggling from time to time with things, and also for us so we know the best way to move forward not just for Aerynn or our family but for everyone who loves and cares for our little girl... So with that we say <b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Bring on 2014... :) <span style="font-size: xx-small;">it just HAS to be better than 2013... seriously, it has to be!!!</span></span></b></div>
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Katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17937756746503699652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309776509253928123.post-60028602320541924942013-10-26T05:37:00.002-07:002013-10-26T05:37:51.448-07:00If I Could Turn Back time....<div style="text-align: justify;">
If only I could find a way....<br /><br />Honestly, I know it's cliche but I don't want to go too far back, just a few days, mere hours in the scheme of things... But I can't.<br /><br />They say knowledge is power... at the moment I'm saying ignorance is bliss... Well was....<br /><br />We finally got some blood sugar test strips for Aerynns BSL meter. We tested... and tested again... and again... and again... <br /><br />I don't know what it means in the long run but Aerynns blood sugars are swinging. They're not showing the dramatic lows we expected. Rather lows here, lows there and what surpised us all is highs! She is recording levels that hang around 6.6-7.9's most of the time, they have dropped right down to 3.2 and 3.5 on a number of occasions and then soared up to 10.6! It probably doesn't mean much to most people. I thought our first reading of 6.1 was good (I even posted on facebook at how happy I was at that reading for a midnight read 5 hours after eating) but apparently blood sugar levels should be under 5. I was celebrating a slightly high reading *doh* <br /><br />I spent most of Thursday and Friday on the phone (or more to the point waiting on call backs!!!) to Aerynns GP and Paed trying to work out where we are going from here. Her GP is quite concerned and wants her to be seen ASAP, her Paed appears concerned as well and would like her seen by an endocrinologist whilst we are at Melbourne in a couple of days. I don't know if that is going to happen though as time is running out in getting an appointment. <br /><br />So for now we continue to test, log, notorise EVERYTHING - as in sniffles, sleeps, food, drinking, headaches, listlessness, over-excitements, injuries, upset, tantrums etc etc etc.. basically anything that can have a result on blood sugars needs to be recorded as well as her tests.<br /><br />It breaks my heart to hear her say to me "no sorry" after I kept apologising every time she cried after pricking her finger or toes... It's tearing me apart that she knows what pain is, even though it's little pains, it's discomfort a child shouldn't have to know. She has started to hide her hands against her body when she sees the test kit come out. Life shouldn't be like this but for so many kidlets it is. And I am hoping that Aerynn wont have to worry about it too much longer, but for now we trudge on and try to work past the emotional side of that something like this brings with it. I'm trying not to worry but take each day, hour, minute etc at a time. Hoping that this is just a little hiccup and something that can be sorted out nice and easily...<br /><br />Wishing I could turn back time to when Aerynn had no idea what a lancet was, or what a drop of blood is or that her mummy is ever so sorry she is having to hurt her... wishing I could turn back time to when we simply thought there was something "odd" not thinking that anything would really come of it... back to a time where I had no idea that 6.1 was a slightly elevated BSL result...<br /><br />Turning back time is not possible. We have results now so ostrich syndrome (AKA sticking head in the sand AKA ignoring the problem and hoping it will go away) is no longer possible... <br /><br />Wishing I could turn back time, knowing I can't and feeling relieved that these symptoms aren't in my head, I'm not exaggerating them and knowing that we may have some answers soon, but at the same time incredibly scared that these answers may have long term implications and other health complications.<br /><br />If only I could turn back time...</div>
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I'm sitting here with my heart in my throat deeply worried for our little girl.</div>
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Something is seriously not right with her and to be quite frank I'm almost too scared to let my exhausted brain out for a wander to try and work out what it is. I'm falling back at the mercy of the doctors now. Aerynn has developed migraines, disorientation and generally not being "with it" She swings from being happy and "normal" one minute to pale, clammy and unwell the next. She can become aggressive when in the disorientated phases and start vomiting during them and become incredibly distressed. She has no control over these changes. I have no control over my fear of them. <br />
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Right now it is 10.43am on a sunny Friday morning. Aerynn woke at 6am, disorientated, pale, screaming. She crawled into our bed and had 450ml of her neocate and then started becoming super aggressive towards me and Toby. 10 minutes later she calmed down and fell asleep. She slept there for 35 minutes, woke, finished off her sippy cup (approximately 250ml more neocate) and went straight back to sleep. Since then she has awoken 2 more times, grizzled, cried and fallen back to sleep. she is now onto "nap" number 5 for the morning. She has no temperature, her cheeks are now pinking out but otherwise I can see no reason for her needing to sleep when she usually only has an afternoon nap. I'm worried. <br />
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This mornings activities are becoming more and more frequent. She is still waking around 3 times overnight for sippy or just a snuggle and resettle. <br />
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Since recovering from her measles (which took almost 2 weeks to clear all the spots and symptoms!!) Aerynn's health has not really picked up. I can't pin-point exactly what is wrong which is why wen we saw the paed last week I was certain she was going to say it was just me, I was depressed or seeing things or just a mental case. Honestly, I was prepared to be told it was all in my head. Instead she looked at me and said that it is real. Something is going on with our little girl. <br />
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At the moment we are suspecting she may be getting the headaches due to possible hypoglycaemia. Basically low blood sugars. It shouldn't happen in a child but sometimes it does. She said there may be no reason for it, it could just be another "it's just Aerynn" situation. We have purchased a blood glucose monitor so we can start testing her during the day to keep an eye on her and see if there is any patterns emerging. When he gets disorientated and headachey we have to test her and I will also be testing night and morning. The other possibility on the table is epilepsy. We have epilepsy on both sides of our family. Nathan (Aerynns daddy) had epilepsy as a child so it is a link. I don't really want to think of what other options there are that could explain her current situation, these two are enough to be sending my head in a spin!<br />
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Now blood glucose monitors, testing strips etc etc are a little bit of a headache. Because we are not looking at a diagnosis of diabetes only possible hypoglycaemia we do not get any subsadies or private health reimbursments. Even though we have private health and it covers meters and the peripherals that go with them unless we have a formal diagnosis of diabetes we will get no assistance. It really suck! I know $50 for a meter isn't that bad, but the ongoing costs are huge! It's $65 for one box of 100 test strips. Considering we will be testing her 3 times a day most days, and at least twice a day - not to mention if she has an "episode" or we make an error etc etc, one pack of 100 strips is going to last an average of a month. We are also monitoring her ketones as this could be an explanation as to why she has been dropping weight so dramatically when she has been sick. We got a specific monitor which also tests ketones, and the strips for these are $9 for 10. I can see if this is an ongoing thing for her that it's going to be a very expensive excercise. the ironic thing is if she was diabetic the strips would cost us $2.10 for 100 - the ketone strips are not subsidised but I'll not complain at a $9 hit if we were only paying $2.10 for strips - it's a big difference to the $64!!! add to that all her meters, lancets and the ketone strips would be reimbursable or at the very least partly funded via our health insurance. We are so blessed in the fact we have friends who are able to help us out with getting us strips for her meters though :) Also dip sticks so we can see if she is dropping ketones in her urine before using the blood ketone strips. I honestly don't want to think where we would be trying to fund this if we didn't have these friends and family to help - so if you're reading this THANK YOU!!!!<br />
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Besides the "I can't put my finger on it" illness, Aerynn has also been diagnosed with having an <a href="http://www.rch.org.au/kidsinfo/fact_sheets/Inguinal_hernia/" target="_blank">inguinal hernia</a>. I also suspect Dommy to have one as well just to join in the fun I'm sure :/ So to add to the pile of everything we are now awaiting on seeing a general surgeon to organise surgery to correct this. It will either be done in Melbourne or if they can't fit her in in Warnambool on their 3 monthly visiting roster. She is already having issues with the hernia bulging quite dramatically at times. So far it has reduced ok, but the issue is where we live if it doesn't reduce and becomes a medical emergency then we have to fly her to Adelaide for surgery. There are no facilities here in Mount Gambier (which happens to be the second biggest city here in South Australia) for children under the age of 4 to be anaethetised. We have no paediatric services other than basic band aid repairs... It's a little daunting to be honest. But something the locals have been accustomed to so complaining and fighting for better services seems fruitless. Just a grin and bear it kind of thing. </div>
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The whole family has been down and out with the flu and then late last week I noticed a rash creeping over Aerynns neck, behind her ears, across her face and down her back. Within an hour she had noticeable spots on her tummy. She has been fighting illness after illness for weeks on end. I just couldn't believe what I was seeing! This all coming on he tail of a health department warning about a measles outbreak in Melbourne. Surely it couldn't be happening here in front of out eyes...<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1xaRw8lsti0RW4N_5RdaBFuKBBasOy_8TdnL4kI2pFbfcwe_vy7JodGxf76VVgNtGvG3dtSUDYcQSDpBeOLoeuXh-QHgg_bEqK9nwE9mU6tnyWOrmjUNK9P5oSoj7_d3cqf5h1P6mwT4/s1600/measles+3.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1xaRw8lsti0RW4N_5RdaBFuKBBasOy_8TdnL4kI2pFbfcwe_vy7JodGxf76VVgNtGvG3dtSUDYcQSDpBeOLoeuXh-QHgg_bEqK9nwE9mU6tnyWOrmjUNK9P5oSoj7_d3cqf5h1P6mwT4/s320/measles+3.jpg" width="240" /></a>Well, it was :( Aerynn developed a classic rash, cough, conjunctivitis and fevers. She was completely miserable :( Even her tiny little toes and fingers had spots and rashes on them! The rash was something I've never seen on my kidlets. It was a raised red angry cluster of itchy dots from head to tow and there appeared to be a subcutaneous rash that was like a stain of the bumpy itchy rash...As I type this her red bumpy rash is starting to fade leaving only the staining on her skin. Just a bit of a reminder that these last few days have been real and that we now need to be on the alert for Toby developing measles!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1xaRw8lsti0RW4N_5RdaBFuKBBasOy_8TdnL4kI2pFbfcwe_vy7JodGxf76VVgNtGvG3dtSUDYcQSDpBeOLoeuXh-QHgg_bEqK9nwE9mU6tnyWOrmjUNK9P5oSoj7_d3cqf5h1P6mwT4/s1600/measles+3.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>We have been super lucky. The only real "complication" Aerynn had was some breathing difficulties with her cough and migraines. We are still on the alert. She isn't completely over it yet. She still complains of the occasional headache which has be on edge as if another migraine appears we need to get her to hospital as there could be associated life threatening health implications still. <br /><br />Anyways, this is probably all a jumbled mess. I'm still in the grips of the flu myself whilst trying to nurse the kids through their various illnesses so extremely sleep deprived and physically exhausted. Here's for the next week of everyone recovering well and NO MORE BUGS PLEASE!!!</div>
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I've all but lost track on how long it has been since Aerynn became ill. She still hasn't recovered, nor have we had a decent quarantine period to allow her back out in the public. We were back at the GP last Friday with a middle ear infection in both ears. 2 days on antibiotics and all the hard work we have done to get her skin clear and as sore free as possible has already been undone. Her gut appears to have been stripped and food is going straight through her again, she has developed blisters on her skin which are having the tops burned off and bleeding no matter how quickly we change her nappies. I'm feeling jaded but have to keep pushing through... <br /><br />She has at least 2 weeks on the antibitotics in total and then we will start trying to build her up and starting the 2 weeks quarantine again. At this stage her birthday party we are trying to plan is still another month away :/ It's so frustrating to see time race by while she tries to beat these bugs.. But at the same time the bugs aren't anything that any other child really struggles too much with. I feel like a big phoney complaining that she has a minor cold or an ear infection, but at the same time her symptoms and recovery time are blown out of proportion compared to a regular child... Such a hard place to be in. <br /><br />I also have had the other children coming down with their "regular" bugs that are communicated child to child at school. Toby is cutting his bottom two teeth and clingy as a result, Dommy is currently sleeping on the couch with temps in the high 39*-40*C and completely miserable, Kahli had last friday off school with a gastro complaint, William has the same one today... Just waiting now for Aleks to come down with something so they all can cross this week of hell off my list LOL<br /><br />So if I'm quiet again it's not because we've dropped off the face of the planet, we're just busy busy nursing out children through the next few weeks of icky germs and bug infestations...</div>
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Happy Second Birthday Miss Aerynn. I know it was officially a few days ago, but I've only just stolen the 5 minutes to pop on here and write a little something. For your birthday you were still unwell from a virus that wiped you out for 5 weeks now. You're slowly regaining your strength but there are still purple shadows under your eyes and your face is a ghostly shade of white underneath the occasional flushes of colour we are now seeing come back to you. <br /><br />Aerynn, this year you celebrated your birthday with you 5 other siblings. However you slept through the morning pre-school rush so we celebrated with you after all your older brothers and sister finished with school and daddy got home from work. It was around 4.30pm that we gave you your gifts. You weren't sure what to do with the wrapping paper at first but worked it out in the end - it was for ripping into confetti of course - silly mummy who thought it looked better in one piece rather than all over the floor :/ </div>
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It's such a breath of fresh air to have a GP who is taking us seriously for a change. Even though she doesn't seem to be able to distinguish the difference between dwarfism and achondroplasia (the same as saying all parts of a dinner set are called bowls), but I can overlook that I guess, at least she believes Aerynn is unwell - unlike our previous GP :/ LOL<br />
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Today Toby had an appointment for his 4 month check (which he passed beautifully) and she dropped on by to check on Aerynn. She has ordered more stool samples to be tested and offered to prescribe antibiotics to see if they would work. I declined the antibiotics knowing what a low dose does to her. If she has an inflamed bowel the last thing she needs is another irritant - thank goodness she agreed and didnt try to force the issue ;) BUT she wants us to consider going back to her specialist teams back in Melbourne ASAP. Even before her next lot of appointment in 3 weeks. <br />
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Anyhoos, back to today. Little miss had a couple of periods of energy and fun in her. I took advantage of one of those periods to get a few photos of her in her new dress/top. She is still as white as a sheet with deep purple circles around her eyes. Aleks even noted how bad she is looking at the moment - big call for a teenage boy to pic up on something like that... We had her weighed and measured today. She's now 10.6kilo (post a 300ml neocate bottle) and 78cm tall. Toby was also weighed and measured, and at 4 months of age he is the same length and weight Aerynn was on her first birthday! I now see why we got all the stares and comments on her size!!! It is still difficult for me to comprehend that her current health and growth is totally artificially supported... I don't want to even think about where we would be without her precious formula allowing her to take on so many calories and nutrients... So thankful that we live in the times we do at the moment... 15-20 years earlier and I don't think we'd have our little girl home with us now... </div>
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We've had a reasonably ok day, mostly flat but she perked up when daddy offered her a donut - hey, sugar, oils, carbs.. maybe we can gain that lost weight back hahaha Shame she only sucked off the sugar on top :P This evening she was hard to settle. Very restless and crying out in her sleep. She's in a sound sleep as I type this and I'm praying that she wakes well for her midnight formula and re-settles ok **everything crossed** <br />
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<br />Katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17937756746503699652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309776509253928123.post-6078668879744134922013-08-05T10:59:00.001-07:002013-08-05T10:59:52.282-07:00Deteriorated again...It's been a super rough 12 hours. Aerynn is still spiking the occasional temperature and her gastrointestinal symptoms have become much worse. She has gone from having liquid and jelly like stools to being almost constipated with mucous and blood. She is doubling over and screaming in pain and fear for the 25-30 minutes it takes to evacuate her bowels - picture a woman in final stages if labour and you have our Aerynn. <div><br></div><div>I'm trying to be brave and calm for her but it is tearing me up inside. I shouldn't be having to take my daughters hands and help her stand but at the same time be doubled over in order to use her bowels; be looking into her tear filled eyes that are full of questions and pain, she doesn't understand and I can't answer her questions... We have no answers. Where in the world does anyone think that it is ok to go I like this? I wish we had better paediatrics health facilities here. we shouldn't have to weigh up is it worth traveling the 2-2.5 hours to get our daughter checked out by a facility we trust. For that matter there is no way I can get her into the car when she is having these symptoms so I couldn't even get her there if I tried :( </div><div><br></div><div>She has just fallen into a restless sleep beside me. I have Toby on my chest. He was woken by her screams. He too is freshly asleep. I'll pop him into bed and come back and snuggle Aerynn and try to get some sleep as well. At the moment I am averaging 2-3 hours of sleep of a night. It's been this way since Aerynn took ill over 3 weeks ago. I'm absolutely physically exhausted and emotionally shattered but there is no choice but to put one foot after the other and trudge on... </div><div><br></div><div>I'm wishing we had better paediatrics facilities, I wish my baby girl had answers, I pray every night and day that Aerynn will wake healthy and smiling but fir the immediate future we know that wont be happening... Instead I hope for happy dreams, and some decent sleep for us all - that at least may be possible ;)</div>Katrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17937756746503699652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309776509253928123.post-59462291638641287422013-08-04T07:49:00.001-07:002013-08-04T08:08:43.161-07:00Promised Update!!<div style="text-align: justify;">
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This last 2 weeks, despite being ill Aerynn has grown up so much developmentally. She is such a little chatterbox. Now talking in full sentences, asking questions, making comments on things and oh my has she got an opinion on everything!! Such a bright little button. <br />
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She has had a little bit of weight and height growth. She is just tipping the 3%ile line on growth charts. I didn't really pay attention to the numbers at the paeds room as I was juggling an overtired baby boy whilst trying to talk to the Dr - but promise I will get her book out tomorrow and check them in here ;) <br />
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In out last trip to Melbourne to see her specialists (in April) the dermatology team confirmed the skin biopsies didn't show anything definitive. They prescribed her a long course of low dose antibotics to see if that may help reduce the lesions on her bottom. All it seemed to do was cause further gut irritation instead. She ended up being take off the antibiotics after a week of diarhoea and constant nappy irritation. We upped her skincare regime to include a strong antibacterial ointment as well as a steroid cream. It has been working. We have had now around a week where she has had relatively clear skin! Unfortunately all the good work becomes undone with a reaction or illness usually, BUT we have seen improvement and know that these lesions aren't permanent and hopefully there will be an end in sight for them :) Little Miss A now understands however that these lesions hurt. Being clear of the discomfort is all good, but once the "norm" changed she now knows what it is like to have reasonably healthy skin so when they come back it's a big issue for us all now. The gastrologist confirmed that Aerynn definitely has allergies. He is happy with the way we are managing her diet and health. She still has periods with blood in the bowel, constantly has mucous and irritation but he is putting that down to her general food intolerances and dairy allergy - hopefully something we can resolve in time. He wants us to try alternative milk products, such as nut milks after she has continued to fail soy challenges. </div>
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In regards to a full and proper diagnosis we've been advised that we can continue testing over and over but we may still not end up with any firm answers as to what and why Aerynn is the way she is. It's hard to accept this. We've been hanging on for answers for so long, however when the answers weren't coming our way I think deep down we knew this was a possibility. For the time being we are to still continue as though she may have CHH and await the final results from the most recent genetic testing.<br />
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Our paed supports our application for assistance (I hate doing it) even if it is just for a heath care card to assist with payment for her prescribed medications and formula. She said we have a long term situation and she has no idea how we keep going on... Thing is, what else can we do than to continue? There is no way we could ever give up caring for her, I don't understand what people mean when they say that. <br />
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So in the run up to our baby girls second birthday we are trying to remain calm, allow her to be the girl she is going to be and try not to worry too much about the future. Ce Sera Sera.. <br />
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Aerynns main source of nutrition is still her vanilla neocate advance formula. We are mixing up her foods and she is tolerating it better when we mix it rather than concentrate on one food type at a time. We have recently acquired a thermomix in order to help reduce any contaminants and additives from her foods that could be irritating her gut and her immune system. Being able to make her food and mill her grains, make nut-milks etc is hopefully going to help build a repertoire of food we know for certain is clean and good for her to eat and tolerate :)<br />
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Aerynn has confirmed for us in the past weeks that her immune system is far from the best. She has been knocked over by what our paed now suspects is an influenza strain. We did originally suspect it was a common cold then another virus rolling in on it's coat tails and then another whilst her system was depressed. Either way, it's a simple disease she should have kicked in a few days, not still be in it's grasp and 3 weeks later. She spent 13 days with temperatures soaring over 40*C and rarely dropping below 39*C. Listless and pale she has lost over 1kilo of precious weight through refusing food, vomiting and diarhoea. We can now feel her ribs and spine through her clothing. Even now we're still dealing with spiking temperatures and a miserable baby girl 3 weeks into this illness. It's going to take her a long time to get over this. Maybe even months. For the short term we have at least 2 weeks of keeping her as secluded from the public as possible once she is over the illness and temps to give her some time to recuperate before her immune system is introduced to any more bugs... quarantine to protect her. It has meant cancelling her birthday festivities for the moment, but once she is better we'll be celebrating big time - she missed a proper first birthday party, I'm determined she will have a decent birthday and a party this year!!!</div>
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Topping it off last Monday she woke at 1am power vomiting and covered in welts. Despite administering an antihistamine the welts continued to spread and she had some facial swelling and further gastro symptoms. The ambulance took her to hospital fearing she was in the grip of an anaphylactic reaction. By the time they reached the hosptial the antihistamine has started to work and the ER doctor released her after only doing basic obs. We're totally disgusted with the lack of monitoring or due care in her treatment by the local hospital. It really highlights to us that we are doing the right thing by moving her care to the Victorian health system. Our GP has ruled it an anaphylactic reaction and has requested further testing which will possibly result in another hospitalisation in the RCH (Melb) however our paed is suggesting we hope it's a case of viral urticaria and continue as we have been until another such
reaction occurs. I'm torn between the two. I can't pinpoint what she
has been exposed to to create an ana reaction if that is what it is,
however to say it's urticaria and continue is a little risky knowing we
live 30 minutes away from the hospital - in fact it took the ambulance
35 minutes to get here last Monday due to the kangaroos on the road and
heavy fog. Just another piece of the puzzle we need to weigh up in the
mystery that is our Aerynn.. for the moment I just want her healthy and
then we will work out where and what we are doing. She has more
appointments in Melbourne at the end of this month so we'll see what we
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So that's pretty much it for the moment I think. I will try to keep more up to date now things are settling in regards to the new baby and household adjusting ;) Of course I'll need to share her birthday adventures this week :) 2 years, so much has happened in such a little amount of time... She has turned our world upside down, and despite it all she is such a little ray of sunshine xxx</div>
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