Sunday, February 12, 2012

The First Year+

Della was born at 36 weeks gestation weighing just 5 lbs 10 oz.  Other than her rather rushed and early arrival she was perfectly healthy.  She was breathing and nursing beautifully.  We took her home with us 6 hours after she was born.

The first several months with Della were the same as they are with any newborn.  She slept.  She ate.  She pooped.  She gained weight and while she was always small she was always on her growth curve.  There was nothing at all to worry about.

In February of 2011 her brother Liam, who is only 14 months her senior, was diagnosed with RSV. We didn't even know. I took him for his well baby visit at 18 months and the doctor listened to him and surprised me with this news.  He listened to Della and said she sounded great but to try to keep him away from her as much as possible.  We did try.  But with a toddler it was next to impossible.  Within 2 weeks Della was also diagnosed with RSV.  She had a much harder time kicking it but we were fortunate to not have her hospitalized and she did not develop pneumonia.  She was never hospitalized and did well with Albuterol breathing treatments through a nebulizer.  Her doctor said it would take weeks for her to be completely well and that's when the trouble started.  Della never got "well".  For the next 11 months she would be called "Vader Baby" because she always breathed like Darth Vader from Star Wars.  Her pediatrician listened to her every time we were in his office, even if it was just a visit for her brothers.

Over the summer Della sounded slightly better.  She has always been healthy and active and happy.  She was small, but growing steadily.

Just before her first birthday Della came down with her first cold of the season.  It was nearly as hard on her as the RSV had been the spring before.  She was having trouble breathing and was wheezing and coughing.  We increased her Albuterol treatments and her doctor put her on Prednisone (a steroid) for 5 days.  The steroid didn't seem to help much though she got slightly better on her own after several weeks.  She was at the doctors office several times and while she never developed pneumonia she never seemed quite 'right'.

Come December and we take our noisy baby on a road trip to Idaho to visit her paternal grandparents for Christmas.  Christmas Eve we were driving from Las Vegas to SE Idaho and we pass by Mesquite in the morning.  We were handing out cookies to the kids.  We know we shouldn't but we had lots of excuses which seemed justifiable at the time.  The normal things, we can't stop every hour to let them have a snack, it keeps them quiet and makes the trip go faster.  Della is rear facing still.  We can't really see her.  We handed her a cookie which she took willingly.  A couple minutes go by and she is fussing and crying and she throws the cookie.  We decide she probably doesn't want a cookie so we hand her something else (I can't even remember what it was).  She immediately threw it and was trying to cry.  My husband turned around to look at her and our whole world nearly stopped. She was choking.  She wasn't breathing.  We stopped as fast as you can pull a van over that is going 75 MPH down a freeway.  It's all such a blur now but we got her out, we tried everything and finally after what seemed an eternity (2, maybe 3 minutes?) my husband gave her mouth to mouth and got her to breath again.  A ride in an ambulance to the ER followed by chest x-rays (which were declared clear by the ER technician) and we were on our way again, terrified and upset, to spend Christmas week with the family.  On our way home we were much more vigilant (no food in the car. Ever. Again.)  but Della would seem to get more distressed the longer we would drive.  She would sleep then when she'd wake up crying she'd start coughing and it would sound like the classic "seal bark" cough associated with croup.  We'd have to get her out.  Calm her down and sometimes give her Albuterol to get her breathing right before we'd limp our way closer to home.  It was a very long and stressful trip.

The same week we were traveling and getting home my maternal grandmother passed away.  We were home with Della only two days (though she did see her pediatrician to follow up with the ER and was declared healthy...though still a loud breather) before we were off on a plane to Washington for the memorial service.  The cold wet air did nothing to help her and she spent the entire weekend fighting to breath normal making everyone nervous and precipitating late night phone calls to on call nurses and middle of the night trips to Walgreens for a humidifier to try to help her breath.

It was with relief that I got her back to Arizona to our warm dry climate.  She seemed to improve and the next time she saw her pediatrician was mid January when she was running a fever (we always have taken her in with a fever because we are so leery of pneumonia).  This is where our life got interesting.  The pediatrician makes some comments that he isn't comfortable with the fact that she never seems to quite get better.  He says he wants to refer us to a Pulmonologist because he wants to put her on an inhaled steroid but he thinks we should get a second opinion from a specialist first (one of about a thousand reasons that I love her pediatrician).  He tells us that the Pulmonologist will most likely want to run a test called Sweat Chloride that will test for Cystic Fibrosis (CF) and possibly a test called a Barium Swallow to test for any reflux or structural problems with her esophagus.  We schedule the appointment for January 20th.  We spend the 10 days or so in a near panic practically convinced that CF is the answer to almost all her symptoms.

This is where I'll break off to the next post... just to keep things from getting too cluttered.

4 comments:

  1. Oh my Gosh! I am so sorry that you all have to go through this and especially your beautiful little daughter. My thoughts are with you. Aunt Leora

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    1. Thanks Aunt Leora! The kids got their Valentine's and we all appreciate them so much!!! Thank you!

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  2. I am so GLAD that you have a blog just for keeping us up to date Katie! I am SO sorry that you and your entire family are going through this with Della. Our thoughts and prayers are with you all, but especially your precious daughter. Aunt Denise

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    1. Thank you Aunt Denise! I'll try my best to keep the blog updated!

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