Evan's Journey

Change of Plans -Serial Casting instead of Botox 2/08

As many of you know today was the day Evan was scheduled
to get Botox in his left let/foot at Shriners. We were a little nervous about this due to the news story that came out on Friday. We decided to go in to the Dr. and ask him about it and go from there. We knew that we would most likely go ahead with the Botox because the benefit of Evan walking on his left foot flat is great, not doing so will likely cause long term affects in his hips and back. So we talked to the Dr. and he felt that it was ok to go ahead with the Botox and that the children who passed had received Botox but it was not certain that it was the cause of death but could have aggrivated an already ill child.
After the Dr. examined Evan he explained that Evan had a contracture which in our case means that he was not able to straighten Evan's leg and get his foot into neutral. (think 90 degree angle)The Dr. mentioned that there was a study done on children with contractures and using botox, serial casting or a combination of the two. The study showed that the serial casting alone brought a longer lasting and better affect than Botox alone or Botox combined with serial casting. So we decided to go ahead with the recommendation of the Dr. and do just the serial casting with the option of Botox at a later date if we were not getting desired results with the casting alone.

Botox Tomorrow 2-2008

Well tomorrow is the big day. Evan will get his first round of Botox in his left leg/foot. One one hand I am really excited to see how he does it would be great for him to walk on his flat foot on the left side and not be so tight. But I am nervous as this is a new thing and I do not know how he will handle it. Plus there was the big news story about Botox and some kids that have died. But Rudy and I talked about it and we feel that it is still ok to go ahead and do it. We are of course going to talk with the Dr. before hand. Evan will also be getting Botox on his left hand in May but he has to be sedated for that because it is a bit more painful and precise procedure. I think it would be really hard to keep his left hand still. Our appt starts tomorrow at 12:15 when we go to the motion lab and then we have the appt with the Dr. at 1pm. I really like the Dr. at Shriner's who is going to be doing this and I feel confident in his abilities. I of course will be taking pictures and posting those tomorrow or the next day.

Official Seizure Diagnosis 2-2008

Well, we got the official word from the neurologist that the episode that Evan had earlier in the month was definitley a seizure and when I voiced my suspicions about another possible episode this past thursday the Dr. decided we should put Evan on an anti seizure medication. So we will see how things go. I am really sad, angry, frustated and scared about entering the world of seizures. For me it is so unknown and now so many new things have cropped up for me to worry about. I hate that my sweet little boy has to go through this among all the other stuff he deals with. It just seems so unfair. I feel the same way about other kids I know who have special needs and seizures along with it.

First Seizure January 2008

Evan starts back to school tomorrow after being off for 4 weeks. I am so excited about this. We had a great visit with Dr. Hart at Shriner's, Evan will go on February 12th to get Botox injections in his leg and foot. Botox injections help paralyze the muscles in order to get more stretching and flexibility out of them. Very good for kids with spastic CP. One week after the injections Evan will get a walking cast on his foot and wear that for two weeks and then we will be re-evaluated and he may get another one and may not just depends how it all works out. After the botox and serial casting then Evan will be re-evaluated for a new pair of orthotics. In May we will go back to Shriner's and have botox injections in his hand and arm. I am also hoping to get a hand splint out of this as well.
On the same day as his Shriner's appt which was January 2nd, we believe that Evan had his first seizure. Now this is what is called an absence seizure so it is not the typical grand mal seizures that most people think of seizures as.
Here is what happened. Evan fell asleep on the way home from Shriner's so Rudy took him to the couch and laid with him there, they both fell asleep and Rudy woke up to Evan gagging, so Rudy sat Evan on the floor with a towel in front of him in case he vomitted. Rudy went to the bathroom and then ordered a pizza he then walked back into the living room and Evan was sitting in the same spot staring at the couch with his right hand out Rudy called his name and then picked him up, Evan was still staring and did not respond to his name or Rudy trying to turn his head to face him, this went on for about 30 seconds to one minute not to count the 5 or so minutes while Rudy was in the bathroom, Cynthia was watching Evan during this time and she said he was just staring at the couch. So the next hour Evan was basically doing three things crying, lethargic, gagging and laying on the couch or our shoulders. He did not want his milk, he did not want to eat his favorite food Pizza, nothing would console him.
I was holding him and he vomitted then we walked down the hall and I laid him in my bed and was asleep within 10 minutes, he then woke about 30 minutes later and vomitted 2 more times then was out again. And his vomit was mostly mucous and not really any stomach contents although he had not eaten well that day. So all together he slept 4 hours. He woke up at 10:30pm back to his regular self and ate some pizza and drank milk and the went to sleep around 12midnight and slept very well.
I was at the dentist with Gabe when this all started so I did not see the staring part, but I was there for the crankiness and the rest of it. I called the neuro the next day and he did not call me back. But we see him on Feb 1st. I cannot say that this was 100% a seizure but my gut and some research I did online tells me that this was an absence seizure. Even though I do not want to Evan to have another seizure, I would like to be able to get one on film to show the neurologist because I know he is going to tell me to videotape it. Double edged sword for sure in that one.

To My Sisters

Another Mom from my yahoo group for cerebral palsy mom's posted this on her blog and it really describes our lives in detail, so I have decided to post it on my blog. You may need a tissue.
To You, My Sisters
by Maureen K. Higgins

Many of you I have never even met face to face, but I've searched you out every day. I've looked for you on the Internet, on playgrounds and in grocery stores. I've become an expert at identifying you. You are well worn. You are stronger than you ever wanted to be.Your words ring experience, experience you culled with your very heart and soul. You are compassionate beyond the expectations of this world. You are my "sisters."Yes, you and I, my friend, are sisters in a sorority. A very elite sorority. We are special. Just like anyother sorority, we were chosen to be members. Some of us were invited to join immediately, some not for months or even years. Some of us even tried to refuse membership, but to no avail. We were initiated in neurologist's offices and NICUs, in obstetrician's offices, in emergency rooms,and during ultrasounds. We were initiated with somber telephone calls, consultations, evaluations, bloodtests, x-rays, MRI films, and heart surgeries. All of us have one thing in common. One day things were fine. We were pregnant, or we had just given birth, or we were nursing our newborn, or we were playing with our toddler. Yes, one minute everything was fine. Then, whether it happened in an instant, as it often does, or over the course of a few weeks or months, our entire lives changed. Something wasn't quite right. Then we found ourselves mothers of children with special needs. We are united, we sisters, regardless of the diversityof our children's special needs. Some of our children undergo chemotherapy. Some need respirators and ventilators. Some are unable to talk, some are unable to walk. Some eat through feeding tubes. Some live in a different world. We do not discriminate against those mothers whose children's needs are not as"special" as our child's. We have mutual respect and empathy for all the women who walk in our shoes. We are knowledgeable. We have educated ourselves with whatever materials we could find. We know "the"specialists in the field. We know "the" neurologists,"the" hospitals, "the" wonder drugs, "the" treatments. We know "the" tests that need to be done, we know"the" degenerative and progressive diseases and we hold our breath while our children are tested for them. Without formal education, we could become board certified in neurology, endocrinology, and psychology. We have taken on our insurance companies and schoolboards to get what our children need to survive, and to flourish. We have prevailed upon the State to include augmentative communication devices in special education classes and mainstream schools for our children with cerebral palsy. We have labored to prove to insurance companies the medical necessity of gait trainers and other adaptive equipment for our children with spinal cord defects. We have sued municipalities to have our children properly classified so they could receive education and evaluation commensurate with their diagnosis. We have learned to deal with the rest of the world, even if that means walking away from it. We have tolerated scorn in supermarkets during"tantrums" and gritted our teeth while discipline was advocated by the person behind us on line. We have tolerated inane suggestions and home remedies fromwell-meaning strangers. We have tolerated mothers of children without special needs complaining about chicken pox and ear infections. We have learned that many of our closest friends can't understand what it's like to be in our sorority, and don't even want to try. We have our own personal copies of Emily Perl Kingsley's "A Trip To Holland" and Erma Bombeck's "The Special Mother". We keep them by our bedside and readand reread them during our toughest hours. We have coped with holidays. We have found ways to get our physically handicapped children to the neighbors' front doors on Halloween, and we have found ways to help our deaf children form the words, "trick or treat." We have accepted that our children with sensory dysfunction will never wear velvet or lace on Christmas. We have painted a canvas of lights and a blazing Yule log with our words for our blind children. We have pureed turkey on Thanksgiving. We have bought white chocolate bunnies for Easter. And all the while, we have tried to create a festive atmosphere for the rest of our family. We've gotten up every morning since our journey began wondering how we'd make it through another day, and gone to bed every evening not sure how we did it. We've mourned the fact that we never got to relax and sip red wine in Italy. We've mourned the fact that our trip to Holland has required much more baggage than we ever imagined when we first visited the travel agent. And we've mourned because we left for the airport without most of the things we needed for the trip. But we, sisters, we keep the faith always. We never stop believing. Our love for our special children and our belief in all that they will achieve in life knows no bounds. We dream of them scoring touchdowns and extra points and home runs.We visualize them running sprints and marathons. We dream of them planting vegetable seeds, riding horses and chopping down trees. We hear their angelic voices singing Christmas carols. We see their palettes smeared with watercolors, and their fingers flying over ivory keys in a concert hall. We are amazed at the grace of their pirouettes. We never, never stop believing in all they will accomplish as they pass through this world. But in the meantime, my sisters, the most important thing we do, is hold tight to their little hands as together, we special mothers and our special children, reach for the stars.

Riding the School Bus 11-07

Well, now that Evan is in his special ed preschool he is eligible to ride the bus to school. I was very nervous about this because of the restraint system. He is strapped in a 5 pt harness in the morning but the afternoon bus does not always have this so he is in a vest system. I still might have him ride in his wheelchair but we will see how it goes. He is so excited to ride the bus and I imagine he thinks he is a big boy getting to ride with the other kids. Mommy on the other hand cried the first day. I guess it is the whole label the "short bus" gets and what it was called when I was younger, it could be the fact that he is in special education that makes it hard and the fact that he has only been in school two weeks and I am already having to fight to make sure he is getting the services he needs. Oh, well that is the life with the school district and having a special needs child. But all in all Evan is loving school and having a great time. He is even taking naps a couple days a week.

First day of school October 29, 2007

Today was Evan's first day of preschool at Elitha Donner Elementary in the special ed communication based classroom. He loves school but he did cry on Wednesday and Thursday when I left him. He may be riding the bus starting on Monday if they have a good restraint system.