Sometimes a Day is Enough.......

The craziness of the holiday season is behind us.  The decorations are down.  The days are beginning to lengthen, and the cold will likely settle in soon. But our lives here don't really slow down.  We continue construction, dealing with dust and clutter.  Medical needs still take a lot of time and effort.  And taking time to just enjoy life instead of flying through it is still a challenge.

Yesterday was Curlygirl's baby shower.  She did a lot of the housework preparation, I did the planning for food and games.  But what made it the most fun of all was the support of family and friends.  A co-worker came early to help out, and cut and colored my hair in the process.  My sister-in-law, niece and nephew came about 10 AM and dove right into the fray as well. 

I have to brag about my niece and nephew.  They are kind, loving, funny.  Sarcastic, clever, playful.  And they walk into total chaos, pass out warm hugs, and look around and say, "What can I do to help?"  Every teenager on earth should be so kind!  There is real healing in the love of family, and in the support of friends. 

The shower was fun, food was plentiful, silly games well-received.  Curlygirl got some very nice gifts, including a carseat that I think will hold little Squeaker until he's about twenty.

And when the party was over, extra family was still there.  Dinner, drinks, laughter. Christmas gifts exchanged and appreciated.  And although they had to leave this morning, it seemed like a longer time.  Like a clear, joyous window, sunny and bright, after weeks of mostly cloudy weather.

I'd like to spend months with them.  But sometimes a day IS enough to renew your hope, your spirits, your energy.  I'll take it.

DeeDee

Week Thirty-Seven - Keep the Damned Phone ON!!.......

Somehow I walked out the door today without my cell phone. I didn't miss it until after lunch, and I'm not sure why I noticed then.  It actually usually lives in my bra, and I'm so used to it being there that it's mentally "invisible," like a wedding ring or your glasses. 

Even when I noticed I didn't worry about it much.  The transplant team has a list of numbers, and both times when they have called I didn't have my phone on me (once I had just gotten out of the shower and once it was on the charger upstairs), and both times they called Hubby's phone. They also have our home number, my work number, and family numbers as well.

But when I looked at our answering machine today when I came home there was a call from BOTH transplant teams!  I nearly stopped breathing.  The one from the local team turned out to be a question about  Babygirl's current insurance.  Phew.  But the one from the tertiary center was, "Please call us back within an hour."  Ouch.  Too late to meet that deadline.  Hubby was ready to cry, and I was not too happy myself.  No one had called HIS cell - and he had it on him all day.  So I went hunting for mine, and found that I had SIX voice mails. 

Turns out three of them were irrelevant - Mom wanting to go shopping, somebody asking about tomorrow's baby shower, a call from our local doc.  But three were from the tertiary transplant team.  The first two were as cryptic as the one on the answering machine.  But the third finally revealed the point of the phone calls.

It was NOT a kidney. Babygirl had blood drawn at the dialyis center Wednesday, and I forgot to take a shipping label with me, so we brought the blood home, added the label and hiked it to our hospital for pick up.  Apparently the discrepancy between draw site and pick up site caught the lab's attention, and they wanted verification of the dialysis center's information.  Well, we missed that call, so I'm guessing they tossed the blood and we will need to go get a new one done next week.  Inconvenient, uncomfortable for Babygirl, but not as bad as missing a "We have a kidney for you" call.

I am sure that the transplant coordinator will have something to say to me on Monday.  And whatever it is, I agree.  I CANNOT believe I walked out the door without that phone.

DeeDee

Time to Update Things......

We are still looking for a  kidney.  We'd be thrilled to find a volunteer living donor!  Babygirl is blood type O positive, so she can get an O positive OR O negative kidney.  You can find out your blood type by donating blood.  If you're too squeamish to do that you are likely not good donor material.  If you are too small to do that, your doctor could do it, or you could ask me to mail you the donor forms and our hospital will.

What criteria do a living donor need to meet?  Under 35, preferably. Absolutely no personal history of High Blood Pressure or Diabetes, or any other disease that puts the donor's kidney function at risk.  Body Mass Index under 30. 

Babygirl is of Native American/Hispanic origin, but anybody of any race could be a match.  We live in the northeast, so proximity is helpful but  not absolutely necessary. 

If you can't donate, then feel free to post the link to this blog on your facebook page.  Feel free to put my baby on your church prayer list.  If you'd like, I'd be happy to mail posters with Babygirls adorable face on them anywhere anyone would be willing to put them. 

Thank all and any for your support.

DeeDee

New Year's Resolutions.........

I don't have any.  Well, none that are really new.  But as last year wound down I found myself wondering what I could do this year that would make things simpler, kinder, gentler.  So here are a few thoughts:

My mom is in failing health. She frequently forgets what we are doing, where we are going, or what the point of what we are doing is.  I have already, for the most part, stopped trying to keep her up to speed.  If she asks a question for the third time I try to answer it the same way I did the first two times - as if it were still the first.  Sometimes she realizes that she has asked before and sometimes she doesn't, but it's less stressful for her if I stay cooler.

We have already said "No" to anyone who needs our help with anything big this year.  No one else can move in, and once out, no one can come back.  It's time to circle the wagons around Babygirl and let her have as much of our attention as it is healthy to give her.

I am amazed by how little time it took to become accustomed to letting my head slide into meditation at the dialysis machine.  I plan to continue doing it!  I've also noticed that it is easier to take a moment and send out a prayer for someone else, since I'm developing a habit of it (and about danged time too LOL!).

I am doing better at letting myself rest, and not beating myself up too much if I don't feel like putting together a three course meal every night. Right now, my bedroom, Babygirl's room, the living room and both baths are clean. The laundry is done.  I consider that to be as much of an accomplishment as painting the Mona Lisa.  And it probably took nearly the same amount of time. (Too bad it isn't as permanent!)

I am not jumping as high with every phone call.  And I hope that when "the call" finally comes that I'll be able to just go with it, keeping my own cool so my baby won't get anxious.

Habits I still need to form?  I need to keep the gas tank full.  I'm still not really good at this.  And every once in a while I realize I don't have my cell phone on me.  I need to keep remembering that it's okay to ask for help.  Often.

And I need to remember to give thanks for all we have. Reading this blog http://jamescamdensikes.blogspot.com/ has shown me just how much I do have.  If you have a spare moment, pray for Jamsies' parents.

So thanks, God.  For home, family, life and food.  For funny, homely moments that hang in the heart and soul long after they pass. For work, play, and sleep.  For a hubby who knows that a box of Malted Milk Balls in my stocking makes my Christmas.

Happy New Year!  God bless us all!

DeeDee

Week Thirty-six......Facing A New Year.....

Last year at this time I thought I was surviving just about the worst thing that had happened to me, ever.  I was on heavy meds for a run of migraines that literally could have killed me.  I was beginning to believe I had permanent brain damage - I couldn't add small numbers, remember big words, pull sentences together (all things of some importance when one makes a living as a physician).  I was not sure I'd ever be able to work again, and was trying to imagine how we'd survive financially.  I had a pregnant teen in the house and was very worried about her.  Hubby's knee was wrecked, my oldest daughter was suffering from post-partum depression, and I'm sure I've left some things off the list of cares and concerns.  I clearly remember thinking, "I can't WAIT until this year is OVER. 2011 has GOT to be better."

Well, the cognitive issues turned out to be the result of the migraine meds, and are mostly better.  Both my daughters are doing fine, and my granddaughters are delightful. Hubby had is knee repaired and is back to work. We had a loving and happy Christmas despite our financial constraints.

But there are new challenges.  My mom's health has been declining and more of her care rests on me.  I am still not able to work full time, so money is tight.  I have another pregnant teen.  Our kids were displaced by the floods, and lost much of what they owned. Hubby's dad died on Christmas Eve.

And Babygirl still needs a kidney. And we are still unable to get her dialysis paid for by either our insurance or medicare.

I certainly can't say I am sad to say goodbye to 2011.  But I am superstitiously afraid to wish for a better year.  Look what it got me last time.

DeeDee

Turning the corner.....

A minor update for those who have been praying for Babygirl this week:

She is eating a little, and drinking well.  She has been on her feet a couple of times for an hour or two at a time.  She lost all the weight she regained, but seems to have stabilized yesterday and today.  This morning she is sleeping in, as she did yesterday. There was no significant fever yesterday, and the antibiotic seems to be making he throat feel better.

So she will have a Merry Christmas.  And therefore, so will I. 

And I will keep the families who got new kidneys this week in my prayers, and the family of the donor; one group rejoicing but suffering through surgical recovery, one group mourning.

We have much to be thankful for, indeed.

Remember this Christmas to not take your family, your health, and your life for granted.

And sign your organ donor cards.

DeeDee

"This is the LONGEST......."

So Babygirl's been acutely ill since Monday.  By Tuesday she had a very sore throat and a fever of 102.6 degrees.  The family doc saw her Monday, did a rapid strep and sent her home.  Tuesday got a full throat culture and peritoneal dialysate culture, both negative.  Fever ongoing through Wednesday, with Babygirl looking increasingly ill.  Poor thing - her throat hurt so bad she didn't really want to drink, and eating made her nauseated.

No fever this morning, but tears because the throat hurts SO bad, so we just came back from the family doc.  We went to get blood work after he spoke with nephrology.  I was concerned about possible mono, but it turns out they already tested her and she's immune, but we are rechecking that.  Meanwhile, this is day number four of no school, and Christmas vacation starts tomorrow.

Overall, it's been a bit draining.  I have taken off two afternoons, which is something I really can't afford to do too much of.

But then, there is Babygirl's perspective.  "Mom, you know, this is the LONGEST I have ever been sick!" Well, I guess not counting the Swine Flu for five days last year, and the fact that you are IN NEED OF A KIDNEY TRANSPLANT!!!

Seriously.  I had to laugh, later, privately.  The kid is sick enough every day to qualify for Make-A-Wish!  And somehow, she doesn't see it that way.

I'm proud of her endurance.  And I'm kinda proud of us.  I think that if she doesn't perceive herself as "sick" all of the time, we have acheived something great for her - a semblance of normal life.

DeeDee