Caitlin

Caitlin

Wednesday, 29 June 2011

Caitlin's first proper walker!

I was nervous today, because we had our physiotherapy appointment and I knew Caitlin's physio would be introducing her to a proper walker.  She does walk around with toy walkers, but they are far too light for her, she gives them a nudge and they go flying, and she can't keep up with it.  The walker that she was trying out in physio is a front walker with two wheels on the front, it's a walker that children with spina bifida tend to use first as it's the said to be the best ones to start off with.  

So we got to physio and within the first few minutes of being in Caitlin asks to go for a walk.  Instead of me letting her hold my hands while she walks, we set the walker infront of her.  She grabbed it and off she went!  Amazing!  I was grinning from ear to ear.  She didn't get very far as it's much harder to push than her toy walker and it doesn't sing songs like her toy walker, nor is it colourful, so she got bored of it very quickly.  She keeps putting her hands in the wrong spot, she's placing them slightly more to the front of the handles than her physio would like, so her physio told me I'll need to keep correcting that, (tho if I'm honest, I don't see what the harm is in letting her put her hands a tiny bit more forward than were the handles are.) 

We got to take her walker home and already she's been out in the garden with it, trying it out. 







 Practicing with her walker will make her legs stronger, her balance better and will also help her become more independent.

   
On the move!


My little girl looks all grown up with her little walker, and as I took these pictures, my heart filled with pride.  I did feel a tiny bit sad when I seen her walker, as it's just a reminder that she does need extra help, but then I look at the beaming smile on her face and I can't help but be happy.  

Sunday, 26 June 2011

Growing in confidence.

Something that is often overlooked after a child has so much surgery is how it affects them psychologically and emotionally.  Caitlin recovers amazingly well from her surgery but it has affected her in other ways.  She has grown to be afraid of hospitals, doctors, and if anybody she doesn't know comes close to her, she will cry.  She becomes afraid very easily, and is suspicious of everything.  Thinking about it, it's no wonder.  Everything she has been through is bound to take it's toll on her.  The other day I popped into the chemist with her, and as soon as the pharmacist came over to speak with me, Caitlin burst into tears and cried "Noooo, Bye bye, All done."  She thinks anybody she doesn't know is going to hurt her.  She's too young to understand any explanation I give her.  She's been having a lot of nightmares since she got out of hospital, crying out in her sleep.   I don't really know how to help her in this way, except to try to create new memories with her, to replace the bad ones.

So this weekend we went to Donegal, for a couple of days of fun!  We took Caitlin to the beach and she loved it.  She loves the water and the sand.  Definately a outdoor kinda gal :)  I was really pleased to see her confidence grow.  She was willing to play without me being right beside her.  She was even venturing out on her own,




Having fun at the park,



Trying out the new slide,  (and loving it!)


All that playing is thirsty work,


She's also now insisting that she eats her dinner by herself, it gets messy.



Just before we left, I took Caitlin out on the decking with her toy walker, and she walked up and down holding onto her walker, very steadily, very well and I was so delighted with her!  To think a few weeks ago she was too afraid to walk at all with her walker.  She works so hard and I am in awe of her.  Her physiotherapist says we can try out a proper walker at her next appointment, I'm so excited!   Video's to follow :)

Tuesday, 14 June 2011

Seizures and surgery

Caitlin had her first seizure on Friday.  We were sitting on the sofa, I was putting her shoes on for her, and all of a sudden her eyes rolled back and her eyelids started fluttering so fast.  I panicked and kept repeating her name, tugging her arms, anything to get a response.  Her body stayed still but she was unresponsive.  Then, after about 20 seconds she came back to me and started to cry.  I hugged her tight and she wouldn't let go, she just buried her little face into my shoulder and held on tight.  I was shaking myself, it was so unexpected.  Her fonatelle had been up and down all week, but as you know, this happens with Caitlin alot.  So now, it was time to take her to hospital.  It was the same as always - only Caitlin was now crawling so was constantly wanting to go down on the floor, and everytime I let her down she bolted straight for the doors to try to get out, bless her.  She was fine in herself, but seizures don't happen for no reason, so this needed to be investigated.  A shunt series showed her ventricles had grown - her shunt was blocked AGAIN.  

I was the one who burst into tears when they told me, I had been trying to convince myself this shunt would last and now my baby would have to go through all this again.  But I pulled myself together, I had too.  My girl needed me to be there for her as she started to fast for surgery.  From midday she fasted.  We waited, and waited..and waited some more.  The neuro showed up that evening, said she would be going to surgery before midnight.  Caitlin finally fell asleep about 10pm, after exploring her cot several times, crawling around it, and pulling herself up to stand for the first time in her cot!  Trust Caitlin, she always knows how to cheer me up :) 
Me and her Dad stayed up waiting for the theatre staff to come for her.  At 1.30am, we were told surgery wasn't happening.  Cancelled until the morning.  That really pisses me off.  We had already spent ten hours soothing and trying to distract our hungry little girl and now they're telling me she could have been eating that whole time.  According to them, "this happens sometimes."  Well, it shouldn't.  

Fasting began again at 4am so I give Caitlin for a bottle at 3.30am which she drank while sleeping, then managed to get a couple of hours kip myself.  Before long, Caitlin was awake, crying for her "Yummies".  She was beside herself with hunger.  The nurses decided to put her on a drip because she had had very little fluid and no solids in such a long time.  This annoyed me off even more.  If she had have went for surgery when she was supposed too none of this was needed, and it just upset Caitlin even more, who tried desperately to pull the drip out of her hand.  

Eventually at 10am, I went to the nurses and pleaded with them to get her to theatre, to get it done with.  It was getting unbearable, and nothing was consoling Caitlin anymore.  Thank god, they rang the neurosurgeons and Caitlin was taken at 10.30am.  Her Daddy was meant to go in with her, but at the last minute I did.  I cuddled her and soothed her as they put the meds into her line and her cries quickly faded and her eyes closed as she went off to sleep.  

While she was in surgery, me and David drove to the toystore and picked up a teddy for her, some books, toys and dvds.  We had just returned when we were told we could see her.  She was awake already when we got down!  The nurses couldn't believe it, she was sitting up yelling when they arrived.  We give her some warm milk and she settled back down to sleep when we got back to the ward.  Then when she woke, we give her whatever she wanted.  That's my rule when Caitlin is in hospital - there are no rules.  She can suck on her dummy as much as she wants, and eat whatever she wants, and watch as much cartoons as she wants!  And that's what she did!

The neurosurgeon came round and told us, as usual, Caitlin's shunt was blocked at the top.  He shortened it, changed the tubing to a different type and used a thicker tubing in an effort to stop it from blocking.  I think they'll try anything at this stage.  The neuro said half of all kids with shunts will block in the first two years.  Fair enough, but Caitlin's has blocked five times now.  He said books will tell you that seizures are not caused by a blocked shunt, but in his experience they do.  Only time will tell if Caitlin's seizure was caused by her blocked shunt.  I hope so.  I'm trying not to think of seizures becoming a part of our lives as well.

All in all, it was probably the easiest hospital stay we had, despite having very little sleep.  That was because my friend, Kirsty, another sb mummy and her little girl Zoe, was in the next bed to us on the ward!  Zoe is 2 years old and recovering from decompression surgery.  Me and Kirsty chatted away, swapping toys, dvds and books so the kids never got bored.  We got out on Monday but Kirsty and Zoe are in for the meantime - Zoe has had some complications.  Please say a prayer for them that they get home soon!

Once again, I would like to thank everybody for all their thoughts, prayers and support.  I don't know what I would do without you all. xx

Thursday, 9 June 2011

My 18 month old!

My gorgeous girl has reached another milestone - she's now a big 18months old!  A year and a half ago she entered this world and she's made her mark in so many ways already.  I do feel sad that she's not like the average 18month old.  I take her to Toddler Groups and all the other children her age are running around, walking, climbing.  Caitlin can't do those things yet.  She has the mind of an 18month old, but the mobility of around a ten month old.  But she manages, in her own way.  And I am there to help her :)  I want to tell you all about the many things that I love about my daughter.  These things are what makes her one very special 18month old indeed :)

I love,

The way her eyes sparkle when she smiles,




The funny expressions she has,



The fact that she loves to wear her sunhat, even in the house..with no sun,



The way she plays Peekaboo with anything she can get her hands on, be it a teatowel, a bib, a pillow or her plate.  (I really love when she hides behind her see through plate and giggles, thinking we can't see everything she is doing).





















How she is fast becoming a chatterbox, learning new words everyday.

How much she loves her doggy Jack, and all other dogs for that matter!




How she has learnt lots of songs, animals and their sounds.
How she grins when I ask her to point to her nose and she does it for me with delight :)
How she is a little bit of a tomboy (her favourite toys at the moment are her cars)



How she is getting more and more independant, but still loves a cuddle,

How she is getting so mischievous,




The way she giggles,



The way she shrieks, "Babies!!!" when I tell her we're going to see the babies at Toddlers.


How much she loves the bath,


The way she looks at the door as she eats dinner, waiting for her Daddy to come home, and when he walks in her face lights up,

The way she accepts that she needs to work extra hard.



The determination she has.





How much she loves life.