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First off, I have to say that we loved our week in Houston.
We were required to spend a week at Children’s Memorial Hermann Hospital
completing tests and dozens of consultations to decide if we qualify for fetal
surgery. Houston was wonderful to us. My friend’s mother took us into her home
and treated us like family. All of the hospital staff were instantly our best
friends and I have never had such a positive medical experience. We knew right
away that we would be in good hands in Houston. And the food y’all! Texans don’t
mess around when it comes to flavors and quantities. We did some great eating.
After some ultrasounds and an MRI on our first day, we
learned that Caleb’s Spina Bifida defect and Chiari brain malformation were
worse than we had been told. Ordinarily this would be bad news, but Bryce and I
were happy because we knew he would qualify for surgery. Our biggest fear is
that we would not qualify.
The Director of the Fetal Center spent three hours with us
the first day. His job this first week is to make sure he explains the risks, aka
scare the living crap out of us. The surgery is incredibly complex. There are
25-30 doctors in the room. Just doctors! Not including other medical staff. It
would give you chills to know what goes into this. Roll call, timed procedures,
teams on standby ready for the worst. There are many people involved in trying
to keep Caleb and me safe. I will be this center’s 38th mother to
receive this surgery, and I will be the first Diabetic in history to have fetal
surgery. They are truly taking a risk themselves by accepting us and we are
deeply grateful.
To give you a brief overview of the surgery, this is how it
goes. I will be admitted to the hospital a week before surgery to begin steroid
shots to develop Caleb’s lungs. This timing is not standard, but since steroids
are not good for diabetics they want to closely monitor me and make sure my
sugars stabilize before surgery. For the surgery, I will be given an epidural
and sedated in a much deeper sleep than for normal surgery because they need my
uterus completely relaxed and the sedation needs to cross over to Caleb. A very
large incision will be made on my abdomen. This is usually done hip to hip but
they are considering a vertical cut on me to prevent cutting through muscle and
causing infection. My uterus will be removed and examined to pick a spot to cut
open that will be ideal for Caleb’s positioning. A team will be monitoring
Caleb by ultrasound throughout the surgery. Once open, they sedate Caleb
further, and add fluids into the uterus to keep him warm and then the
neurosurgery team performs their surgery on him. This is very time sensitive and
they want him exposed as little as possible. If anything goes wrong, Caleb will
be delivered and a neonatal team will be waiting to keep him alive. After
surgery, my recovery will be incredibly difficult and painful.
They told us all about the horrible things that can happen
to me. This included a more recent case where the mother developed a blood clot
in her leg. They caught it early but she may never have use of that leg. The
doctors started to think Bryce and I were far too excited and positive about
this surgery. They finally asked:
“Are you prepared to possibly lose Caleb during this
surgery?”
We knew it could happen. I told him, “We already have a son
that we are afraid of losing every day. Now we have to face it again with
another son. We think about death all the time and it makes us more willing to
take risks. I’m not ready to lose Caleb but I’ll never give up on giving him a
good life. Even if my body has to be cut in two, I’m ready.”
He said that it is clear that I’m a mother willing to do
anything for my child and I am a bit blinded by that. He said Bryce’s main
concern is my life and that is also the doctors’ main concern. If something
dangerous happens during the surgery and they have to choose between my life
and Caleb’s, they will chose mine. They have been faced with this choice in
prior surgeries. We accept this decision and hope it doesn’t come to that. We
were also asked that if they need to deliver Caleb, would we want him to be saved.
He would be so premature he could face significant challenges to stay alive. We
said yes, save him no matter what. I WILL be meeting my son.
We know I will be in Houston a minimum of a month and I will
only be in the hospital a week. After discharged, I’m required to live right
next to the hospital so I’ll be in a hotel. I will also be in a wheelchair or
bedrest the remainder of my pregnancy. My hope is to return to Phoenix to
deliver him, but my C section may be more complicated and we need to find a
team out here that is comfortable with this. The goal is to make it to 37 weeks
but few moms make it that long. We are also considering that I return to
Houston for delivery. Caleb will be required to spend a minimum of a month in
the NICU, if not longer. We want a NICU team that will be familiar with this
unique situation.
We are now in a whirlwind of planning and preparing. The
absolute hardest part of all of this is that I’m leaving my boys for so long.
Bryce will be their mommy and daddy. But we have been given new hope! That is
worth more than anything we could ask for. Getting this far in the process has
been nothing short of a miracle.
Even though it’s all terrifying, we wished for this. So be
careful what you wish for. It may just happen. I had always wanted a natural
birth. I wanted candles, dim lights, no IV’s and no meds. I’ve always been a huge
advocate of natural birth. I couldn’t be bringing my son into the world in a
more opposite way and I just have to laugh about it. No matter how a child
comes into the world, they just have to be born. Caleb will come into the world
having already gone through neurosurgery. That’s pretty amazing to think about.
I can’t wait for him to hear what mommy and daddy decided to do for him.
Prayers answered. Keeping the faith! Go Team Caleb!
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ReplyDeleteI am still here praying for you and believing with you. God is good and He IS Love. Waiting on Him and His Miracles for all of you.
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