1 month ago
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Fauxhawk a Naturale
Crafty Hands
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
My Baby Boy Turns 1 month
April 11, 2010
Easter Weekend
Dax's Baby Blessing
March 21, 2010
Monday, August 2, 2010
Back To The Hospital
About two days after we were home, I noticed that Dax hadn't pooped since a couple of hours of being home from the hospital. I started getting nervous and talked to Jason about my concerns. So we decided that if he didn't poop by 3:00 that day we would take him to Children's Close To Home (Urgent Care). It was a Sunday and so we couldn't get him into the pediatrician. So they took an X-ray to check for bowel obstruction and then did a blood test to check his biliruben levels. The X-Ray looked great, but they found his biliruben levels were extremely high at 25. The doctor that saw him told us that at a 28, he would have to have a blood transfusion. So she told us we would have to admit him to Children's Hospital. She said that he would have to go under some bili lights and would probably get to leave in one or two days.
When we got to the hospital, we found out that he was dehydrated and an IV would be necessary. They began doing heel pricks every six hours to test his bili levels and make sure things were headed in the right direction. The problem is that a newborns blood isn't stable like a bigger person and so his blood kept hemalizing and clotting and so they weren't able to get an accurate reading. So that meant more heel pricks for him.
One day went by, then two, we started seeing his levels decreasing, but never enough to go home. Three days, then four they took him off of the lights for six hours to see how his levels would react and they jumped back up, so that meant more lights and more foot pricks. They kept us on the pediatric cancer floor in the hospital because he was a full grown baby and was too big for NICU and it was the cleanest place in the hospital for a newborn. The rooms in between our rooms both had long time residents who were being treated and were missing all of their hair. As I sat in my room with Dax, all I could think about was how grateful and blessed we were that this was all we were being seen for. But it was so hard to be there knowing what these other families around me were going through. Still they had no answers as to why Dax's levels weren't dropping. They did more blood tests, testing liver enzymes which came back negative. Finally after six days of being in the hospital, they had good news, they would release us as long as I took a wallaby(portable bili-lights) home and took him daily to Urgent Care and had his bili levels checked. Yep, more heel pricks.
By the time we left the hospital in both heels he had been pricked over 40 times and they could no longer squeeze blood out fast enough, so instead they had to do peripheral blood draws (out of both arms). I was a complete wreck, here was this poor helpless little baby and he just couldn't get a break. They still had no idea what his diagnosis was and so we were referred to a hematologist. Finally 3 weeks later we had a diagnosis. Hereditary Spherocytosis. Apparently it has something to do with the protein breaking down the blood cells and causing them to be so fragile that they burst which causes anemia. Now that we know that, I have to check occasionally where his spleen is and make sure that it is soft. Other than that most children by the age of six have a spleenectomy. So, so, so scary to hear when you bring a new baby into the world, but I am so grateful that he is home and not at the hospital and that our family is together and whole again. Not seeing my children and not having everyone together was so hard, I don't know what I would have done without all of the help that we received from my parents. Also having Jason by my side in the hospital while all of this was happening, really made things so much better because it would have been so hard to go through it alone.
When we got to the hospital, we found out that he was dehydrated and an IV would be necessary. They began doing heel pricks every six hours to test his bili levels and make sure things were headed in the right direction. The problem is that a newborns blood isn't stable like a bigger person and so his blood kept hemalizing and clotting and so they weren't able to get an accurate reading. So that meant more heel pricks for him.
March 20, 2010
One Happy Family
Family Visit Dax For The First Time
Introducing...DAX
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Warning: Live Birth Recorded
What you are about to see is me holding our camera and capturing on video Jason delivering the baby:
So Dr. Mendez asked Jason if he wanted to deliver the baby and Jason said that he thought that I wanted him to stay by me. I told Jason that since it was our last baby, I thought that he should do the honors of delivering him too. The epidural was working really well and I couldn't feel a thing. So I asked him to hand me the camera so that I could take pictures of him during delivery. The camera was accidentally set to video (which apparently is prohibited during delivery) and this is what I got.
Twas The Night Before Delivery
I got to the hospital at 9:30 at night and was scheduled to be there at 8:00, but there was too much going on to get there on time. When the nurse checked my cervix, she said that I wasn't dilated to a one yet and was only 50% effaced. So they had to put this thing on my cervix called cervasil to help progress it. They said that it would take 12 hours for it to work and they didn't put it on until 1:00 a.m. I asked Jason if it hurt and he assured me that it wouldn't. I should've known not to trust a male with no cervix because about 20 minutes into it being in me, I had such horrible pains. Then it felt like I had a really bad stomach ache and every time I got up to try and use the bathroom, I couldn't get anything out (in other words...contractions). About 45 minutes into it, my teeth started chattering and I was shaking vehemently because the pain was so intense.
I called the nurse to see if I could take anything for the pain and she told me that it would stop the progression, but she could give me a sleeping pill instead (Ambien). I'm sure she just thought that I was a druggy. Of course with being in excruciating pain, the sleeping pill did not work at all and I continued getting up every 15 minutes to go to the bathroom. By 3 a.m. she came in and agreed to give me something to numb the pain but warned me that it would slow down my progression drastically. I didn't care because the pain was so horrible. The pain medication worked a little and at around 5 a.m. I finally drifted off to sleep. But then at 6 a.m., it's apparently shift change because I was awoken by a new nurse named Kara who told me she would be with me throughout the day. I told her that the pain was getting worse and that I wanted to know if I could take anything. She said in order to give me anything, she would have to check my cervix, to which I readily agreed to. She was surprised to see that I had dilated to a 7 and was 100% effaced. She immediately pulled out the cervasil and said I could start on the petocen. In five hours, I had gone from not being dilated at all to a 7, I don't think that they were prepared for it to work as well as it did. By 9 a.m., I had an epidural and was dilated to a 9. Everything was moving along really fast from what they told me (no kidding). She came back in to check on me at 10:15 to 10:30 and the babies head was already crowning. My O.B. wasn't available and so Dr. Mendez said that he would deliver me.
When he got to the room he immediately said hello to Jason. Apparently Jason had known him from when he was a med student doing rotations. Things were finally starting to look up.
Another Field Trip
A Disney On Ice Surprise
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