Sunday, January 25, 2015

The Beginning Part 1

Being a Type 1 diabetic, my mother was no stranger to high risk pregnancies. My older sister was born 7 weeks premature after my mother exhibited signs of blood poisoning (preeclampsia/toxemia). She spent 3 weeks in the Newborn Intensive Care Unit (NICU). My brother, on the other hand, was born more or less on time, without any complications. Although the hope was that my birth would be more similar to my brother’s, it didn't come as a total surprise when the doctor informed my mother at one of her weekly checkups, that she needed to deliver that afternoon, even though I would still be 5 weeks early. He was confident that I’d developed enough to be born without any significant lung problems. So, on September 11, 1990, I was born via C-Section at 2:03 pm at McKay-Dee Hospital in Ogden, Utah.

Rather than try to explain my birth experience (of which I don’t remember a thing), I've decided to provide a day-by-day account as recorded by my father. This will hopefully provide a better understanding of the ups and downs of the first weeks of my life. This is where my story really begins.

September 11 – The C-Section went flawlessly and a precious 6 lb. 12 oz., 19 inch girl was born at 2:03 pm. As usual, she was whisked away by the nurses to be cleaned up and checked out by a pediatrician. The pediatrician was on hand because she was early. He determined quickly that her lungs were not as developed as hoped and administered some surfactant to allow the lungs to work better until they fully developed over time. I noticed an unusual amount of activity around her and was concerned about all the commotion and rushing around. It wasn't long before the pediatrician informed me that she had a serious heart murmur that had him concerned. He had an ultrasound performed on her heart and found that her atrium was not looking the way that it should. He told me that Life Flight had been called to fly her to Primary Children’s Medical Center (PCMC) in Salt Lake. He told me that McKay-Dee Hospital didn't really have the capability to handle this type of condition. I could tell that he was very concerned. He made it clear to me that this was very serious and suggested that before Life Flight arrived, I should consider giving her a name and a blessing (a common LDS ceremony performed on infants by one or more Melchizedek Priesthood holders), because he really wasn't sure about her long-term prognosis. This all came as a total shock. We were prepared for her being born prematurely, but this was not at all what we were expecting. I frantically tried to locate my father-in-law, but was unsuccessful. I was able to locate my step-father, and he made it to the hospital in time to help me with the blessing. She was given the name Sarah, after her maternal great grandmother. We barely had time to finish the blessing before the flight nurse wheeled her off to the helicopter. Mom was still in recovery, so she missed a lot of what went on. I filled her in as best I could and suggested that I stay with her, but she encouraged me to drive to the hospital to be with Sarah.

It was a 40 minute drive to Primary’s and I was praying the whole time that Sarah would be okay. The hospital staff was pretty busy trying to get her stabilized. They put her on a respirator to raise her blood oxygen saturation which was low because of her slightly underdeveloped lungs. They started some testing on her, but they weren’t prepared to give me any information, just that she was stable and that I should go home and get some rest. They’d have more for me in the morning.

September 12I got to the hospital early and was directed to the NICU. I was briefed on the NICU procedures and after washing up and gowning, I was taken to Sarah. She was in an incubator. She no longer had the respirator attached, but the incubator was being fed with a 42% oxygen mix. Her blood oxygen level was still on the low side, which is why she needed the extra oxygen.  The resident doctor came by to update me on her condition. He explained that she indeed had a heart defect that was serious, but right now, it was not life threatening. They had performed a more extensive ultrasound and had found that she had a small hole in her ventricular wall/septum (separates the left and right ventricles (lower part of the heart)) and a much larger hole in her atrium (atrioventricular canal defect or AV canal). In fact, they weren't even sure she had an atrial septum (separates the left and right atriums (upper part of the heart)). This means that red blood (oxygen enriched) and blue blood (oxygen depleted) would mix, causing poorly oxygenated blood to flow throughout her body. That’s probably why her oxygen needs to be so high right now; that and her underdeveloped lungs. It wasn't clear yet how much the blood is mixing and whether or not something needed to be done about it. Apparently, it is not uncommon for holes in the heart to close up on their own. A cardiologist will be assigned to her and will most likely do further testing over the next few days.

September 13 Didn't learn anything new today. Sarah appeared to be doing pretty good. They were able to lower her oxygen from 42% to 35%. That’s at least a step in the right direction. I was able to touch her and stroke her through the incubator, but I was not allowed to hold her. She needed to stay in the incubator so she could get the oxygen she needed. It’s a pretty helpless feeling.

September 14 - Mom was released from the hospital today. She was still a little sore and decided to wait until tomorrow to go and visit Sarah. They put a nasal cannula on Sarah so she could get her oxygen through that instead of pumping it straight into her incubator. They reduced the oxygen level to about 28%. Now that she doesn't have to stay in the incubator to get her oxygen, I was finally able to hold Sarah for the first time. It was a little awkward with all the tubes and wires still attached to her, but it was wonderful to finally get to hold my little girl. She was also allowed to start eating today. Up until now, she has been subsisting on IV fluids to keep her hydrated and fed. They inserted a feeding tube through her nose and were feeding her 8 cc of formula every three hours. It seems like she’s making some good progress. No news on her heart problems.

September 15 - Mom got to visit Sarah today and hold her for the first time. That was a pretty special moment. Except for everything she’s attached to, you’d never guess that there was anything wrong with her. Her feedings were increased to 17 cc per feeding. She is still being fed through the feeding tube. We’re not hearing much from the doctors, so we’re taking that as a good thing. Maybe Sarah will get to come home sooner than we thought. She really seems to be making good progress.

September 16 - Sarah graduated to a bottle today. The feeding tube was removed and she was able to take 40 cc per feeding from the bottle. Her respiration rate has also decreased significantly, which we were told was a good thing. The doctor is still concerned, however, because he thought she should have been off the oxygen by now. We’re cautiously optimistic that this is nothing major and that she’ll be off oxygen tomorrow. We need to be positive.

September 17 - Sarah’s respiration rate increased today. They thought that the bottle feedings may be interfering with her getting enough oxygen, so they went back to tube feeding her. They took some chest x-rays as well as another ultrasound. The x-rays showed that her heart was enlarged, tell-tale signs of congestive heart failure. That sounded pretty scary to us. The doctor explained that it just meant that the heart was surrounded by too much fluid, making it harder for the heart to pump effectively. They prescribed diuretics to try and reduce the fluid retention around the heart and lungs. The ultrasound showed that the ductus arteriosus or vessel that connects the aorta and pulmonary artery was still open (patent). The ductus arteriosus is normally open while the baby is in the womb, but closes soon after birth. When it remains open, oxygen-rich blood from the aorta and oxygen-poor blood from the pulmonary artery mix, causing a strain on the heart and increasing blood pressure in the lung arteries. This is a congenital heart defect (defect present at birth) that they call patent ductus arteriosus or PDA. Apparently, this is a fairly common defect. They believe that this is a contributor to her heart failure. We were disappointed with the set back, and obviously concerned. We know that the doctors here are the best, so we’re sure they’ll get this under control. We will just need to be patient and remain positive.

September 18We got to the hospital just in time for Sarah’s feeding. She’s still on the bottle and took 35 cc of formula for us. Not quite as much as a couple of days ago, but still a good amount. The doctor decided that he wanted to start Sarah on some medication that would close her open or patent ductus arteriosus. If it was going to close on its own, it should have closed by now. The next obvious step is medication. If that doesn't work, they might have to resort to surgery. I’m glad they aren’t jumping on the surgery bandwagon yet. If the medication works, it should only take about 48 hours to see the results. The only downside is that Sarah won’t get to eat while she’s on it. That’s a long time for a hungry baby. The IV fluids will keep her hydrated and give her the essentials she needs. It will be a long two days. She still needs to be on oxygen, but hopefully that won’t be for too much longer. Once this vessel closes, maybe she’ll be off.

September 19We had a nice surprise today. They moved Sarah out of her incubator and put her in a crib. They were also able to remove her oxygen. We didn't think that would happen for a few days still. Her nurse told us that she has been very fussy and hungry. I feel so bad for her, especially because she has no idea of why she has to go without food. Only one more day and she’ll be done with the medication. We tried to calm her with a binky, but she’s not a big fan. She spits it right out or just won’t take it at all. She is awfully fond of her fingers though. Once she gets those fingers in her mouth, she calms right down. They don’t stay in for long, but they’re convenient and she knows just how to get them in her mouth. It’s kind of cute. My dad came to visit her today while we were there. Visitors really aren't allowed in the NICU, but grandparents and siblings are an exception.

September 20 - Sarah finished up her last dose of medicine today.  They performed another ultrasound to see if the medication worked. The technician thinks the vessel closed a little, but not completely. I’m still optimistic. It may not have closed completely yet, but maybe it will keep closing. Besides, the technician isn't the final say. A doctor still needs to read the ultrasound before we know for sure. After a long two days, Sarah got to eat again at 10:00 pm. Her stomach must have shrunk a little because she only took 25 cc. Mom got the privilege of feeding her.

September 21 - Mom got to sponge bath Sarah and then feed her. She only ate 30 cc, but that was more than last night.  Sarah was a very content and happy baby today. I think she likes having real food in her tummy. Unfortunately, they had to put her back on oxygen. Her nurse informed us that the radiology doctor looked over the ultrasound and that the vessel did not close at all. That was disappointing news. I guess that means the next step is surgery.

September 22I prayed throughout the day today that the doctor’s analysis was wrong and that the vessel would still close on its own so that surgery wouldn't be necessary. I was quite encouraged when we went to visit and learned that Sarah’s breathing had slowed down and that her heart and lung x-rays looked much better today. Her neonatal doctor seems to think that the ductus may have closed. That was a prayer come true. Even better, the nurses heard rumors that she may be discharged next week. We left the hospital tonight quite elated. Everything is starting to look up.



Wednesday, January 7, 2015

My Purpose



Have you ever thought about what your purpose is here in this life?  Or felt like you have something specific that only you can do?  Ever since I was a little girl I have felt that I have a specific mission while on this earth.  Not only am I here to do my best and endure to the end so that I can live with my Heavenly Father again, but I am here to help people in a way that only I can.

I was born with multiple health problems that have made my life hard but at the same time have brought me so many blessings.  These health problems have brought trial after trial and have instilled in me the desire to help others, especially kids who have or are going through similar things. Over the years I feel like I have been able to help those who were struggling with a similar problem.  I also feel like I have been able to make connections with people a lot easier because we have gone through similar things.  These opportunities have brought me so much joy and I know that I have made a difference in the lives of these people and they have made a difference in mine.

I still have a deep desire to help others who are going through similar things that I have gone through or are currently going through.  I know that I haven't fulfilled my purpose yet and that there are so many more people that I need to help.  For a long time I have been trying to figure out how exactly to do this. The plans that I had for myself to accomplish this wasn't what my Heavenly Father had in mind for me, which has left me lost and wondering what it is that I'm supposed to do.  I have pondered over this matter and have come up with ideas and I would start them but in the end it just wasn't right and I would give up.  A few months ago my dad gave me a priesthood blessing (A priesthood blessing is a conferral of power over spiritual things.  In a priesthood blessing a servant of the Lord exercises the priesthood, as moved upon by the Holy Ghost, to call upon the powers of heaven for the benefit of the person being blessed. (lds.org)).  In this blessing I was told that I have been given unique experiences and that I will find a way to share them with many people.   This has been on my mind ever since.

For the last little while I have thought about creating a blog but wasn't sure if it was what I needed to do.  I have been praying to know what it is that my Heavenly Father wanted me to do.  The last couple of days I have felt like I needed to create this blog and share my story.  I have called my blog "Uniquely Mine" because I have been given unique experiences that have shaped me into who I am today.  I want to share my story and everything that I have been through, both the good and the bad. I want to share the lessons that I have learned and most of all I want to share my testimony of the restored gospel of Jesus Christ.  Without this I wouldn't be here today.  I hope that I can reach many people who are struggling with their own challenges.  I hope that my story will be able to help whoever is in need because that is why I have created this blog.