Just the Facts

 Dr. Graham speaking sweetly to Everly who is all ears

It feels like so much--and it has--has changed in the past month. I thought I would take this journal entry to update everyone on where Everly is today.


1. STATS


62 days old 6 lbs 9 oz 19 inches long 50 ml of milk (with extra fortification) every 3 hrs around the clock


2. MEDICAL


GI: They are taking care of maintaining her feedings, extra calories and overall nutrition. Right now we are trying to help her become more "regular" so her tummy doesn't hurt. We are also waiting for the go ahead to have the G Tube placed in her abdomen for feeding in place of the NG tube (nasal tube). Not happy about the procedure just because it is a procedure but it is the best decision for her based on her GI and Pediatrician's recommendation and we agree. Many factors played a role in our decision to do it but a few of them include: reduced risk of milk getting into her lungs, reduction (hopefully) in her reflux which causes desat's and aspiration, increased ability to learn to oral feed with nasal tube removed. Those are only 3 reasons but tremendously important ones.


PEDIATRICIAN: We have a new one! We are thrilled to now be seeing one consistent doctor who adores Everly! I must give a shout out to her, Dr. Graham at Healthpoint Medical in Westchase, because she was literally an answer to a prayer. As of late, my prayers have been for clarity in decision making and discernment and compassion on the part of the doctors caring for Everly. And just like that, in a true moment of clarity, it occurred to me that I should contact Dr. Graham who I had met prenatally in January. At that time, I thought we were only dealing with Congenital Heart defects and she agreed to see her even still. But with our new diagnosis, I was not sure so I put a call to her office and within a couple of hours she (yes, the dr!!) actually called me personally. After explaining our situation, she told me that she had cared for babies up north with T18 prior and that she "would love to care for our Everly." Oh, what I would have given to record that statement! This past Monday was our first visit with her and our sweet pea received her first head to toe full and complete newborn check up. She finally was able to receive her vaccinations as well as get lots (and I do mean lots) of questions answered. She was in no rush to move us along and allowed us ample time to ask questions and fully answered them. The best part (really!) was that at the end of the exam she gave me and Everly a collective hug and whispered in my ear that "she is glad to be on this journey with us." I'm not kidding! God really orchestrated this one perfectly because she was exactly what the doctor ordered (pun intended)!

 

Her 2nd month birthday dress and her Easter dress as they were the same day

CARDIO: Everly's last monthly Echo and EKG were both "good" according to the doctor. She is due for another repeat test of both May 12th. We are currently in prayer for either the doctor to open her mind and her heart in caring for Everly or for another cardio group who will. We invite you to be in prayer for this as well.


PULMONOLOGIST: Left the St. Joe's area for this one and headed across the Bay on a recommendation to see Dr. Kriesman at All Children's Hospital. Good call! Not too much at the moment that he can do for her, but he did recommend a sleep study for her to determine if she has central apnea alone or obstructive apnea in addition. We would also learn if she's holding CO2 in as well (remember that time I picked her up limp shortly after we got home...we suspect that to be the culprit). So, we'll see about this study.

 

Nana with her little baby girl

THERAPY: The best part of the week! Everly began speech therapy (aka feed therapy in babies) last week at All Children's Outpatient in Palm Harbor. Love, love! Ms. Kay is our therapist and works so well with Everly. We are just beginning so we have a bit of a road ahead of us but keep in mind that Everly doesn't take any milk by mouth yet. She only has taken literally a few drops over the past couple of weeks. The reason it's important for us to do this is so that when the time comes to introduce any baby food, she will have already experienced the sensation of swallowing "food" and the varying tastes, temperatures and textures to some extent. Without that, introducing anything else will be more challenging. At the same complex, Everly also received a physical therapy evaluation last week. However, she did so well that the evaluation turned into an impromptu therapy session. Go girl! That was so fun to watch! I wish the family could have been there because I learned so much during that hour. So, she will now be receiving speech therapy twice a week for 1/2 hour and physical therapy once a week for an hour. Those will be fun appointments!

 

It's hard work being that cute!

In addition, we were notified yesterday that we have been assigned an Interventionist Therapist to work with Everly. As it turns out, she lives in our neighborhood and is a pediatric RN. The best part of the whole thing is that she's been following Everly's updates and progress and praying for her already prior to her being "assigned" Everly as a patient. God knows what He's doing, doesn't he?


ODDS & ENDS: We continue to be advised by each of her doctors to keep her from enclosed places or large close gatherings. As hard as that continues to be, we do so knowing it's in the best interest of Everly. A simple cold her for her can turn serious quickly. Everly herself is so much fun to be with everyday. She has the cutest facial expressions and while she can't speak, her face can!She has a pretty consistent daily routine that I can tell she recognizes. Ala (our dog) continues to help me mother Everly even killing a bird and bringing it to the foot of the crib on day. Spent her 2nd birthday at Philipe Park in Safety Harbor with family. Celebrated with a cake and a gift. As for the rest of the family, I'll give you a bit of an update on us as well.


SPIRITUAL: The boys have been able to attend church on Sundays thanks to my parents coming by and picking them up. I am able to watch the same service live online from the safety of the house with the baby. I've also DVR'd a gazillion Joyce Meyers Ministry and Joel Osteen episodes so I catch one of those an evening or two a week while feeding Everly (takes 45 min every 3 hours).


PHYSICAL: Well, since our YMCA days are on hold, I knew we needed some movement. I have heard about the power of P90X for years now and decided it would probably be the best thing for us. So after a bit of research settled on P90X3 and figured we all could get something out of it. I knew it would be hard (only to find out after we started that hard is putting it mildly) but also knew there would be modification options on screen. We are now on Day 7 and we love it! It's such a great physical release not to mention a morale booster. Even Garren is excited and I no longer have to prod him to get dressed for a workout. We continue to do our nightly walks with sweet pea and our 2.2 mile hikes nearby but those don't count for our exercise really.


SOCIAL: The boys have both been fortunate to have opportunities most weeks to fellowship with friends both at our homeschool co-op and on outings. Garren even had his two closest friends spend the night recently for his birthday. I have also just begun feeling able to entertain the thought of getting together with friends (with Everly in tow, of course). Thankful for friends who have been patient with me over the past 8 weeks. It's been nice to get spend time away from the house, outside and with the boys and Everly AND with friends! It's a win-win all the way around. Feel free to get a hold of me if you'd like to get together :-) Jimmy isn't as social as the boys and I are so he's content to have free time at home while I'm out visiting with the kiddos. I guess it's a win-win for him, too. :-)


SCHOOL: All I can say is thank God I had all my lesson plans complete prior to giving birth! That has made everything SO much easier and I'm not sure we would be doing school had I not done that ahead of time. I planned out Garren's year last July and Kendan's shortly after that. Then spent the summer and last fall copying and filing lapbooks, papers and units for the school year. So, I'm glad to say that some progress has been made in the past 8 weeks. However, we will be spending this summer catching up on a few things. With all her appointments, the mere worry of time the first 4 weeks and just the lost momentum with mom/teacher busy some, it's expected that we would need a bit of make up time. Glad we had that freedom to spend unlimited time with her at the beginning when we thought we needed it right then!

 

A morning hike with the Edgar family

I think that about wraps up all the facts and details that I know have been updated and changed since the last time I wrote about them. Thank you for all continuing to follow her story and her journey. I can't wait to see where God takes her and I'm thrilled you are along for the ride!


Please continue to share her story, her FB page and her website. So many do not know of Trisomy 18 and it's important to educate. Why? So that eventually medical providers won't discriminate or withhold treatment just because a label has been stamped on their medical record. Not everyone fits in a mold and only God knows His plans for her, not even the best doctor can tell us that. So, how can you help? By sharing this page and sharing her FB page. Let the world...everyone...see the face of Trisomy 18 and let them see that these sweet babies can thrive. Help Everly get the care she needs by transforming the hearts of the medical community and enlightening those (me included at one point) who do not know about Trisomy 18.


Please also pray for Everly's two friends Melanie and Elizabeth. Melanie who also has Trisomy 18 will be having a procedure done this Friday. Elizabeth was born 2 1/2 weeks ago and has Trisomy 18. I haven't heard how she's doing this week but last week she was home and doing well.


With love and appreciation,

Crystal Hopkins

Life is a Special Occasion

"Life is a Special Occasion"

A little evening light eye tracking and music time

I came across this quote today on the side of a Hallmark store bag.  Prior to February, I would probably not given it a second thought.  But stumbling across it this afternoon, it struck me as a profound statement.  Life as a whole IS a special occasion.  But we, in the hustle and bustle of life, tend to not take the time to stop and think about the sanctity of our everyday existence.  The enormity of the statement has stuck with me throughout the day. I spent the rest of the evening reflecting on our past 8 weeks with Everly.

Her favorite time of the day!

First and foremost as we approach the celebration of her 2nd month birthday this Easter Sunday, I am in awe of the mere fact that our sweet baby born February 20 at 4 lbs 4 oz with a condition labeled "incompatible with life" is not only living but thriving.  Yes, thriving.  This girl is a fighter.  She is strong.  She is determined.  She is still here and we are so blessed.

My heart swells with pride at every hurdle she overcomes.  Every stereotype she defies.  Every milestone she reaches.  She has gained two pounds in the last two months which for her is enormous.  She is alert and responds to her family.  She overcame pneumonia and a collapsed lung...at home without hospitalization when she was just under a month old.  She somehow learned to swallow even though she's never taken milk by mouth.  She amazes me.  She was given this perfect life to live as only God intended and she's making the most of it.  What a testament she is and how proud God must be of her!
 

We've lost count how many hikes this makes for her now :-)

We have continued to celebrate each day of her life deliberately.  We make sure to each devote time to her, talk to her and just soak her in as much as each 24 hour period allows.  We make it a point to take her outside for a walk daily to enjoy the warmth of the Florida sun or the coolness at the end of a rainstorm as the case may be as of late.  She receives her beloved bath each evening along with a massage or two.  She has days full of love and attention.  Her life is a special occasion to us each day.

We continue to check items off her baby bucket list...sometimes completing them two, three or more times because they are so fun.  We continue to shower her with experiences, outings (outdoor only still for her safety) and fun the way a family with two boys can.  She is living a full life at a whopping two months old and I couldn't be happier for her.

Cute little thing in her spring dress out for a walk!

So, in getting back to this Hallmark bag and the quote on it, I am so glad that we are able to treat each day of her life as a special occasion.  I don't know how many days she has.  I don't know how many days my boys have.  I don't know how many days I have.  You don't know how many days you or your family has either.  So, spend each day of your life like it's a special occasion.  You'll be glad you did!

As we enter Easter weekend... "Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ! In his great mercy he has given us new birth into a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead." 1 Peter 1:3 



With love and appreciation,

Crystal

Someone's happy :-)

What Goes Up Must Come Down

Your adoring brothers

Well, I knew it was a matter of time.  As Isaac Newton has said...what goes up must come down.  While this reference is related to the law of gravity, I believe it is also relevant in our situation.

 
As of today's writing, Everly is a whopping 51 days old, just over 7 weeks of age and weighs in at 6 pounds 1/2 ounces.  She has brightened each and every day, shown us how to live and be in the moment and has given us unsurmountable joy.  Not one of us can walk by wherever she is without pausing to kiss or speak to her.  The house is littered with toys, play mats, blankets, oxygen tanks and the occasional syringe or stethoscope.  Our world, simply put, is complete with her in it.  It's comfortable.  It's whole.

But we know.

We know but we push aside those thoughts and worries about tomorrow.  Unfortunately, as much as we do that, with each doctor appointment they so casually bring those fears to the forefront.  Not so much out of callousness, I would dare to guess, but more so out of the nature of their "business" and duty.  So, while we may enter the day and the doctor appointments with positivity and optimism for the future, we are quickly reminded the limitations of those hopes and dreams.  With each passing day, we are more hopeful.  With each doctor visit, we are more grounded.

But we continue to hope.

 

Chillin' with big brother.

As we travel this road, we are cautious of our expectations.  Not only for our own sake but for the sake of our two boys who might not understand the gravity of some of the decisions we must make.  There's no manual handed out at the hospital that goes along with this diagnosis, there's no right or wrong.  We each must do what we think is best and it does get harder because you aren't sure who to trust.  I pray for discernment in choosing physicians.  I pray for clarity in making decisions.  I pray for strength to make it through tough days.

 Hanging with biggest brother!

 So, my friends, what goes up must come down.  That includes our emotions, our "good" days, our everything.  We love celebrating each day...the sun on her skin during our daily walks, the way she gazes up at us, her warmth as she presses into our chest.  We love celebrating her funny facial expressions...the way she squints her eyes as she enters the bath water, the way she scrunches up her face when she's unhappy, her calm face as she rests in the middle of the night.  Yes, we do enjoy every single moment.

But, some days when news comes at you, hopes are diminished, realization strikes, fear moves in...it is hard.

We are human.

We have all trust and faith in God that we are wrapped in His protective arms.  We know His plan is perfect.  We know that good will come.  Lamentations 3:25 tells us that: "The Lord is good to those whose hope is in him, to the one who seeks him."  

But we are human.

Some days it seems dark out.  Some days His plan isn't what I want.  Some days I want answers.  Some days I cry more than I can speak.  Those are the days when what goes up must come down.  My emotions.  My strength. My faith.

It is through the continued support of:

• my mother who is my constant cheerleader, therapist and guide;
• the limitless help and patience my dad offers;
• friends who are insistent and persistent;
• virtual friends who leave notes of encouragement on my FB page;
• strangers who send cards, emails and messages of hope;
• neighbors who love to ooh and aah over my baby;
• extended family who continues to check in on her;
• a community that supports its residents;
• a Hospice nurse and counselor who always check in;
• two boys who show such love, compassion and dedication to their sister;
• a spouse who does not mind the hard work that taking Everly on our frequent outings entails;
• and most a God who understands where I'm at each day and loves me on the good and bad ones.  

...that I am able to quickly replace those bleak days.  Thankfully, it is through all this support that I have an uplifted spirit, find an inner strength I didn't know I even had and cling to a faith in God that until this trying time wasn't nearly as firm.  For this, I am grateful.

Poor baby. What's wrong?

We are human.  I know those times...be it a fleeting moment or an entire day or more...are to come...as all things that go up must come down.  But I know that I am blessed to have support beyond measure and for that I say thank you.

 Is it better now?

In my reading and research, I have stumbled across this beautiful poem that I must share.  It says everything that I am not able.  It is perfect...just as my daughter is.

  

WELCOME TO HOLLAND

 by

Emily Perl Kingsley.

                         c1987 by Emily Perl Kingsley. All rights reserved

I am often asked to describe the experience of raising a child with a disability - to try to help people who have not shared that unique experience to understand it, to imagine how it would feel. It's like this......

When you're going to have a baby, it's like planning a fabulous vacation trip - to Italy. You buy a bunch of guide books and make your wonderful plans. The Coliseum. The Michelangelo David. The gondolas in Venice. You may learn some handy phrases in Italian. It's all very exciting.

After months of eager anticipation, the day finally arrives. You pack your bags and off you go. Several hours later, the plane lands. The stewardess comes in and says, "Welcome to Holland."

"Holland?!?" you say. "What do you mean Holland?? I signed up for Italy! I'm supposed to be in Italy. All my life I've dreamed of going to Italy."

But there's been a change in the flight plan. They've landed in Holland and there you must stay.

The important thing is that they haven't taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a different place.

So you must go out and buy new guide books. And you must learn a whole new language. And you will meet a whole new group of people you would never have met.

It's just a different place. It's slower-paced than Italy, less flashy than Italy. But after you've been there for a while and you catch your breath, you look around.... and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills....and Holland has tulips. Holland even has Rembrandts.

But everyone you know is busy coming and going from Italy... and they're all bragging about what a wonderful time they had there. And for the rest of your life, you will say "Yes, that's where I was supposed to go. That's what I had planned." 
 
And the pain of that will never, ever, ever, ever go away... because the loss of that dream is a very very significant loss.

But... if you spend your life mourning the fact that you didn't get to Italy, you may never be free to enjoy the very special, the very lovely things ... about Holland.

I could never say it better than that.  I love my sweet Everly and everything about her.  She is my Holland.  

With continued love and appreciation,

Crystal