We tried something new today. We had the therapists come to Selah's room instead of her going to the gym or their offices. She did much better. She responded and turned her head with the speech therapist when she touched her face and when she called her name. That is something she has not done here. Then with the cognitive therapist, in 4 out of 4 tests, she responded to the eye test (where her eyes are threatened and she blinks) that is a first also. Around 2:30pm a staff member came an invited us to go to the gym for some Christmas music. I thought she might like to go and sit and listen....boy was I wrong....
First her oxygen levels went down ( we think that at least was a mistake and the machine was hooked incorrectly) I took her back to the room and she started storming...her "witching hour" is 3 pm now 3 days in a row. She only stormed for 15 minutes and then was back in a more normal range but a bit high. the nurse gave her the 4 pm meds and added an extra dose that I probably wouldn't have wanted to give her but boy did she relax, so honestly I was glad she got it.
I finished picking out her wheelchair today....then when we were out tonight doing a little Christmas shopping I got a call about ordering her hospital bed and some other things. That call really got me down. Talk about reality slapping us in the face. I'm not some "name it/claim it" type person or someone who is not realistic but honestly I really did expect her to improve and not need a hospital bed or a wheelchair. I guess when she started making so many strides I thought by the time we got home, she would be close to back to "her normal" But that is not going to happen. I can't even explain how sick I felt when I got that call.....
Today was Sarah's 6th birthday. How ironic that we spent most of today with Selah in the hospital. On Selah's birthday we spent the day with Sam and Sarah in the hospital having eye exams under anesthesia. We did take her out to eat but she wasn't too thrilled with the stew LOL
I'm just heartsick. There is still alot of discussion going on between the doctors/staff here, in NY and our Fish Oil Study doctor. Some tests have been ordered to check for various things. I have so many theories going on in my head of
why she is having so many problems but I don't know for sure. Please pray for Selah and for us. This awful setback is so hard for us because we have had only progression for weeks and weeks. That old sick feeling is back in the pit of my stomach. This is harder to deal with since we had seen such change. We used to couldn't wait to get to the hospital every day to see what new thing she was going to do....
I used to pray to get Selah back now I'm just praying to get the Selah of a month ago back!!! I still have some hope that this will resolve, it makes absolutely no sense and I feel it is somehow tied in with her fish oil. I thought they had changed bottles but they haven't I think the doctor wants to get complete clarification of how the fish oil was handed in NY. Maybe this bottle got contaminated....and the fish oil isn't potent anymore.
One mom who uses fish oil on her daughter who has brain damage, stopped it for a few days and her daughter regressed immediately. That is what makes me think something is off with the fish oil bottle..... I really believe the fish oil gave her the progression she had for those 6 weeks. There was no other answer for all she did since she improved rapidly when she started the FO!
My thoughts are all jumbled and I'm a mess tonight.
I know five moms that I'm friends with on FB who have lost their children unexpectedly in the past three months! Four of them did have special needs
but their deaths were totally not expected. I also know two moms at the Rochester RMH who lost their children! One child passed away and he wasn't the "sick" child... I know another family that their child is nearing the end of his 5 yr battle with cancer...pray for Vinny. I think of the Connecticut families So much sadness, and heartache this time of year. It's very hard for me to feel very festive this year. But I am thankful for the real meaning of Christmas, our Savior who came to a dark world to give hope and light. I'd be lost, in many ways without Him!