I realize we are just getting started helping our children and family as a whole unit live and succeed with chronic disease. We have definitely had more experiences in the hospital and at the doctors than an average family, but know there are other families that absolutely have had more experience than us. Watching each of our infants experience at some point an extended hospitalization left us feeling confused, afraid, lost, guilty, and often very angry. In the beginning I remember a toe to toe nose to nose discussion with one pulmonologist on call one day in the hospital with my 7 month old son (who heart breakingingly screamed bloody murder through every IV). The pulmonologist told me to “get used to this mom, you have to get used to this, you have children with a chronic disease you need to expect weeks in the hospital.” I was furious. I told her I refused to accept the hospital as normal and I refused to quit asking to go home as soon as we could as often as I could. She never came back to our room, and I never saw her again. She asked another pulmonologist to handle us (lets be honest me). I think I would like to let her know now that I apologize and I understand. I’m not happy about it, and it still feel angry about it a lot of the time but I understand that being intermittently hospitalized is part of my children’s life. We also understand that our emotions are second to helping our kids do their best to prevail with positivity and hope. Our attitude will be mirrored and magnified in them especially if it’s a negative one.
Thursday, June 18, 2020
Living Pandemic Life for 13 Years
Wednesday, February 19, 2020
Letter to a newly diagnosed family
Dear Newly Diagnosed family of a precious cystic fibrosis human,
When my daughter was diagnosed with Cystic Fibrosis at 6 weeks old I felt buried under the ruble of what I thought her life would have been. "Fortunately the sun has a wonderfully glorious habit of rising every morning," and slowly but surely this initial cloud of misconception cleared (quote by JC George). We managed together as her support system (including family, friends, CF Clinic team, and fellow CF families) to climb each challenge of meds, routine treatments, and nutrition. Now I see my teenage daughter soaring through life experiencing all things with arms wide open and it is in great part her Cystic Fibrosis that has molded her into the confident, brave, smart, fun woman she is! Since her diagnosis we have had three more children. Three of our four children have cystic fibrosis so we have a unique take on life and on cystic fibrosis.
Here are 3 beginner cystic fibrosis nuggets of life that we love and live by.
It has also helped us to find positive cystic fibrosis role models. Through a fantastic CF podcast called Breath In we have met an inspirational Harvard gradudate, a Canadian farm boy who grew up to invent a life changing inovative vest (out of a sewing machine motor) for himself and his fellow CF peers, and many other mind blowing awesome CF success stories. The cystic fibrosis community is full of hope, kindness, and indiviudals and families who appreciate every breath of life. You got this! You can do CF!
Keep on the sunny side,
Kamarah Adams
Monday, April 29, 2019
7,000 Hours Later
Gut reflections, 4 years into g-tube life.
Orson has had his g-tube for four years now. It is still strange, incredibly cool, and can be emotionally draining for him all at once. He loves having a trap door for liquid meds. He loves watching youtube (studio C, and kid snipets) videos while his morning bolus feed is accomplished. He typically does not like talking about his g-tube with people. Sometimes however he will randomly offer up the information depending on the social environment. He hates that it is always there. He hates the scared feeling he gets when someone on the playground accidentally kicks/bumps him in the stomach or it gets snagged on something unexpectedly. He has adapted exceptionally well to having a piece of plastic hooked into him every second of the day for the past 4 years. He still plays rough with siblings and dad, swims, does full participation in PE at school, and runs around like a maniac on the playground at recess. He has one skip night a week so if you add up the skip nights (52 and round up to include when his stomach is too upset to hook up at nights, or he skips for other reasons to 65 total skip nights a year) and get him doing his button 300 days a year every night for 4 years, he has run 1,200 nights of 6 hour continuous feeds. Approximate total hours tethered to his formula pump for the past 4 years is 7,200. That also means Frank or I have gotten up to unhook our buddy and get him to the bathroom 1,200 times.
It has blessedly never had to have been surgically placed again since its original placement in 2015. We have become experts in removing the old button and replacing it quickly for him. We have learned the best kind of tape to use and how to prevent it from tugging on him while he sleeps like a wild wiggly child each night. His teachers or myself have taken a “foley” and/or tape with us on each field trip he has ever gone on, or anytime we leave the house at all for just in case emergencies of it coming out and needing to save the sight from closing up.
He continues to not have the desire to eat much orally. I continue to wonder if I’m doing the right thing using the canned formula or if I should use a fancy blender and do custom formulations for him like other g-tube moms I know who do that very successfully. I tried it for a while back in December of 2017 when he had tonsil/adenoid/sinus/bronch done on the same day and afterwards couldn’t eat orally for 9 days. It was really neat to do the blends but for several reasons we went back to the canned formula.
He periodically asks when he can get rid of the g-tube. We explain that it would be a slow process over a year or more where he would taper the use of it while continuing to maintain or gain weight and then finally end use of it and then the decision could be made at that point to remove it or not.
I went back and read the post I wrote after his surgery and it really was a terrible time. We had no idea how awful the entire anesthesia experience would be for him. Four years and a handful of other anesthesia’s later we see that its just extremely taxing on him mentally and physically every time he goes under. Torturous on the kid. It was also our first experience in a negative hospital environment. Insurance had us use a different facility than we were used to and it was not great. A huge miscommunication between the surgeon and the hospitalists happened and no one wanted to contact the surgeon to clarify so Orson ended up fasting unnecessarily for 39 hours. My hindsight and gained experience over the past 4 years of life with hospitalized chronically ill children has me seeing the situation he was in with anger. I would do it so differently with my now knowledge. I’m sick to my stomach now thinking about how we let him suffer because we were afraid to defy the “hospital” when we knew better from the surgeon. But then I try to remember that anger solves nothing and that we have learned a truckload since then and most importantly I remember the sweet sweet King Of Brave who fed his bear when he could not eat himself. What a sweet daddy he will be.
The g-tube has been a mighty lesson for Orson in strength, endurance, compassion, and courage. We’ve definitely learned about all those things from watching him.
King Of Brave 2019 |
2019 April vs. 2015 April family photo |
Sunday, February 24, 2019
A Cf Is Not Forever Christmas Story In February
In our designated corner of the procedure room, masked and ready to cheer for the PICC'ed |
Days are easy in the hospital, nights feel sad and
all emotions are coming out.
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Mornings in the hospital are wiped of the negative
night emotions because your just so happy the night is over.
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Getting to take a walk out of the room after 72 hours inside is
really very exciting.
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Maelee's dear friend and child life specialist who is allowed to
be by her during PICC placement. She is an angel on earth.
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The procedure room and Maelee being filled with courage
getting her PICC like a champion of life.
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Sunday, October 28, 2018
Spark the Fight & Weight Loss Update
Wednesday, August 1, 2018
Double Bunk Us I Dare You
The picture we took before I drove Maelee and Orson to be admitted to the hospital. |
The picture we took when I came to switch places with Frank the night of the day my friend had brought Charles to spend the day visiting his siblings. |
The IV and vest schedule I wrote out to keep things straight. |
The most exciting grocery store trip ever. |
Friday, June 15, 2018
Doing Drugs Again and How to Fail A Glucose Test
Here we are seconds before vomit ignition on lab day |