Honorary Member of Brownie Troop #50649?

Your Happy Girl Scout Cookie Supplier!
Your Happy Girl Scout Cookie Supplier!

I know Rudy is the wrong gender but he should be recognized as a honorary member of his big sister’s Girl Scout Brownie Troop because he has sold more cookies than the average girl scout!  Ha   Most of the activity in Rudy’s room today was various hospital staff in search of a yummy afternoon snack…and Rudy & I were more than happy to help meet that need with the stash of classic girl scout cookie favorites we have piled up in our room.  We’re probably violating some PICU policy but it has been a productive day of sales!  Ha Ha   A big thank you to all our friends and family both near and far who helped to make this year’s cookie campaign a smashing success…

Thank You!
Thank You!

It’s hard to believe it’s Thursday already…this week has flown by.  Rudy had another calm day for the most part.  He did have several episodes this afternoon when his heart rate dropped significantly, popped back up and then dropped again.  His issue is usually a high heart rate so this was a little concerning at first.  They ran a blood test and determined his electrolytes were low so he’s being treated with potassium and magnesium.  Rudy was doing really well with his 2-hour trach collar sprints earlier today but because of his low heart rate, his last sprint was cut short so he’ll start back up again in the morning.  His heart rate is still a little low but he looks comfortable and his color is good.  For now, Rudy is comfortably sitting in his vibrating, bouncey chair looking forward to a visit from aunt Cora (flying in from Alabama) tomorrow.  Fun…Fun! 

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Happy 23-week Birthday!

Rudy at 23 weeks
Rudy at 23 weeks

     The little man is 23 weeks old today.  The day came and went with little drama which is always nice.  To celebrate I was successful at fixing Rudy’s fishy mobile which has been sluggish for a couple of weeks.  I don’t know how much longer it will last but for today he was able to enjoy the familiar sounds of a much loved crib companion…he isn’t reaching for the flying fish yet but he sure does like to stare at his little friends as they go round and round.  As with his breathing and feeding, Rudy has alot of ground to make up with his OT and PT.  He hasn’t had many treatments at all since his first stomach surgery 2 weeks ago and I’ve noticed he resists any movement of his arms and legs.  Prior to the hiccups of last week, the range-of-motion exercises we were doing seemed to be loosening things up so it’ll be back to square one again when OT and PT start back up again.  He did gain some ground off the vent today, though.  Dr. Andy ordered his sprints on the trach collar to be bumped up to 90 minutes which he did 3 times today with great ease!  There is still fluid draining from his stomach cavity but it continues to decrease slowly.  The surgical team came in this morning during early morning rounds and estimated we might be able to start feeds again early next week.  We’ll see…

     All in all, we are moving forward and in a more encouraging place than last week, however, I did have a hard time believing today that we’ll ever leave this place.  Even if Rudy does get to come home in a few weeks, it won’t be long until we’ll have to come back and do it all again.  My prayers are starting to shift a bit…I’m focusing more and more on quality of life prayers for Rudy.  It is taking him such a long time to get to a stable place and even though I know the odds of him leading a “normal” life are slim, I do pray for a life that is lived more outside of hospitals than in.  I pray that the non-heart issues he is facing will ultimately resolve themselves and he will not develop chronic struggles with his digestive system, respiratory system and the failure of other organs.  This has certainly been my hope (and, quite frankly, a naive expectation) from day one but I have also learned in the almost 6 months since then that there are NEVER any guarantees no matter how aggressive the treatment may be and the statistics for babies like Rudy can leave you feeling pretty grim.  I’ve found that the non-crisis days, like today, leave me with too much time to think…and that’s when fear sets in.   I’m so glad I can bring those fears before God – I just wish I was better at letting them go before they get the best of me.  So, tonight I end the day thankful for the calm day Rudy had but also challenged in truly giving my fears over to God.  ‘Praying the next couple of days for Rudy are days of great gain…on all fronts.  Thank you for carrying us all through your prayers…

My Garden Gnome is Better Than Your Garden Gnome!!!

It comes with the territory these days that we have home projects stacking up with little hope of getting them done unless it’s on the fly.  As I pulled into the driveway this weekend, the untended lawn was too much to ignore and I tried to flip through my mental calendar for an evening to get to it after work.  Not sure when it happened, but as I pulled out this morning I noticed that it had been mowed.  Come to think of it, as I haven’t mowed the lawn since September, I’m thinking this wasn’t the first time the magical garden gnome has visited.  I have some guesses as to the identity, but I already know he/she is better than yours.  Your garden gnome just stands there looking cute, but doing nothing.  Mine does actual work. 

Thank you, mysterious Garden Gnome!  The little encouragements go a long way.

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Have you seen anyone that looks like this?

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Happy double-digits Maxi!
Happy double-digits Maxi!
Rudy’s big brother turned 10 years old just a few minutes ago…when I merged onto the 405 as I headed back to UCLA this evening, I couldn’t help but think about our rather tense ride on the 405 ten years ago when I was in labor on our way to the old UCLA Medical Center.  I remember so vividly being stuck in rush hour traffic and nervously reassuring Wilson that Mommy was okay in between contractions, Rolf calmly checking his watch but secretly fearing we’d have to nickname our baby “405”, the precious elderly man in the ER who, after watching me white-knuckle it in the chair next to him,  graciously let me “check-in”  before his wife who was having chest pains (!), and the well-intentioned nurse who didn’t believe me when I told her the baby was on it’s way… boy, was she surprised to see Max’s head when she lifted up the sheet!  What a crazy, fun night that was!  It’s all still so fresh in my mind it’s hard to believe it was 10 years ago.  Max has eagerly awaited life in the double-digits…10 years down and, if he follows in the footsteps of the man after whom he is named, he’ll have 90 more.  May it be so!!!  Happy Birthday Max…I’m so thankful for you.  You’ve brought a passion for all things active and an infectious joy into the life of our family and I love you!
Things are calm in Rudy’s room tonight…he was fast asleep and in the middle of a sprint off the vent when I arrived.  He’s on the vent for the night now and will start back up with one-hour sprint exercises in the morning.  I’m anxious to touch base with the doctors in the morning.  Hopefully, I’ll have more information tomorrow regarding a game plan for this week.  For now, though, I’m hoping all our little monkeys get a restful night’s sleep…both here and in Santa Barbara 🙂
Blessings to you and yours as well!

Maybe Rudy isn’t a morning person…

Nurse Amy and I are postulating a theory that Rudy doesn’t like mornings.  Today, he started fussing at about 5am and was somewhat agitated right through noon.  He wasn’t throwing major tantrums and his heart rate wasn’t extremely elevated, but his breathing was rapid enough that we ended his first sprint at about an hour.  Perhaps the extended time off the vent over the weekend tuckered him out a bit and there’s no need to rush as we’re waiting on stomach output to resolve itself.  He settled down nicely this afternoon and is just finishing up his second one hour sprint with a bit more comfort.

Not much else to report around here.  Several rounds of doctors have swung through today (ICU team, Surgery, GI, Cardio) and they’re all keeping tabs on Rudy, but as the plan for the week is to wait out the chylous acides there’s not much in the way of orders.  He had an Xray of his lungs today which satisfied everyone and the cardiology team may do some imagery of his heart, arteries and veins just to make sure there are no blockages or anamolies that would be affecting pressures in his lymphatics.  There’s not much expectation that they’ll find anything, but anything’s worth ruling out.

Rudy is bright-eyed and awake right now so I’ll sign off and play with him for a bit.  This afternoon I’ve introduced him to peek-a-boo by covering his face with a blanket and then pulling it off.  To say he enjoys it might be an overstatement, but it sure has him interested.  We’ll see how it takes.

A peaceful end to a full weekend

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Dude!  Dude!  Today we had Max’s party!  Dude, we went to Golf n Stuff, dude!  It was so fun, dude!  Dude, we played video games, mini golf, dude-dude, awesome go carts and bumper boats-dude!  It was so awesome, dude! 

What a great day for our (almost) 10 year old, who’s excitement can be measured by the frequency with which “dude” is interjected in his speech!  Today was a great celebration with maxs-party-013our family and Max’s friends.  Perhaps like never before, I have such an appreciation for opportunities to watch my kids laugh and have fun.  On top of that, it turns out our experience with all of the alarms going off in Rudy’s room makes surviving the sensory overload of a video arcade much easier.  On the other hand, I don’t think I’ve ever been more aware of how many places there might be to pick up bacteria–tables, chairs, golf clubs, steering wheels, game controls…  I think I’m on my way to developing into one of those OCD people who wash their hands every 5 minutes.  I found myself longing for a dispenser of hand sanitizer.

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We were able to enjoy Max’s celebration so fully because the reports from UCLA the last two days have been reassuring.  We’ve come to see that it usually takes 2-3 days for Rudy to stabilize after a traumatic episode and this time the team seemed to arrive at equilibrium late on Friday.  As Trish posted, the trach collar sprints went very well and this afternoon the team returned him to the vent after 25 hours off.  He wasn’t really under any stress, but they just decided to not push him too hard.  We’re happy with that–you’ll recall the last time we let him go off and running he crashed after about four days.  As it will take a couple weeks for the stomach issues to get worked through, there’s no need to rush the breathing.  We’re just so glad he can do what he’s doing.  Tomorrow AM he’ll get a lung Xray and we’ll be very interested to see how his lungs look.  The nurses and I are laughing because for the last 30 minutes he’s actually been setting off an alarm because his O2 sats are too HIGH (over 95%).  I’m not sure if we’ve ever heard one of those before.  He keeps setting it off and each time a nurse needs to come in and push the button.  I think he’s very proud of this new trick and the fact that it gets him attention (even if he’s asleep).  GO, RUDY!

Being able to sit here with Rudy at 10pm on Sunday night is also giving me a chance to sit and think back over our full weekend.  As I wrote about a “new kind of normal” earlier in the week, it really feels like we were able to taste some of that this weekend–a richness in our family amidst the unknown and the challenges.  I would also be leaving something out to not talk about the Rescue Mission Graduation Ceremony we had last night.  I am so proud of the team I get to be a part of and the way it’s used by God to change lives.  We celebrated 13 heroes last night who came into recovery a year ago–from the streets, prison and who knows where else–and were now sitting before us radically transformed.  Clean, sober, surrounded by friends, reconciled with family and looking toward the future.  I don’t think any of them could have had hope enough to picture themselves sitting there last night a year ago, but every day they summoned enough strength and trust to get up and continue on–or at least just stand.  They leaned on God and the people around them and that brought them through.  Their courage inspires me and is something I’ve thought of often as we’ve navigated this journey with Rudy, where the daunting fight can only be met by faithfully taking the next step we see before us.  The same God that worked such miracle for Leslie, Lacey, Sherry, Sharon, Marie, Cindy, Jennifer, Marlin, Andrew, Anthony, Donnie, Jake and Kevin is with Rudy.  Being reminded of his love and power was so helpful.  Thanks friends, for what you’ve taught us!

Breathing Easier

The view from Lizard's Mouth
The view from Lizard's Mouth

Wow, today was one of those rare days when the bulk of our family was together in Santa Barbara doing those normal “pre-Rudy” activities.  Rolf took advantage of being home on a Saturday morning and took his kayak out for a little ocean excursion; the kids played nicely together as they experimented with mentos mints and Coca-Cola over at Lake Los Carneros and then headed home to jump on the trampoline; I caught up on some “house business” and began preparing for Max’s big birthday bash tomorrow (he turns 10 on March 10th!); Rolf took the kids to “Lizard’s Mouth” – a nearby hiking area with fun boulders to scramble up and caves to climb in AND Max had a basketball game which our dear friend, Lisa, took him to while the rest of us attended the Santa Barbara Rescue Mission Recovery Program Graduation…always an amazing event that touches us deeply.  Phew, it was a very full day and while we scurried around to all the various activities, little Rudy worked hard on his breathing.  He sprinted with the trach collar for a couple of hours this morning, took a 2 hour rest back on the vent and has been back on the trach collar since 2pm this afternoon.  We’re keeping close tabs on him because this has happened before when he did great out of the gate but tired after a couple of days.  At this point, since we’re stuck waiting for the fluid to stop anyway, we’d be in favor of starting him slow on the ventilator wean.  Speaking of lymphatic fluid, his output is less today so we hope this means the it will stop completely very soon.  We look forward to celebrating Maxi tomorrow afternoon at “Golf ‘n Stuff” and Rolf will head down to be with Rudy after the party.  We’ll be able to give you a more detailed update on Rudy’s condition then.  It sure was hard to leave Rudy yesterday knowing he’d be “alone” for a couple of days, but we are so grateful for the PICU team taking such great care of him and the CTICU team of friends who drop in on Rudy often to let him know he’s not alone!  Bless them all…and you for your continued support from all corners of the world!

Super-size Stitches

He has some cool Frankenstien-size stitches now...
He has some cool Frankenstien-size stitches now...
The surgical team came by early this morning to remove Rudy’s dressing for the first time since his early morning trip to the OR on Tuesday.  The wound looks much better and there isn’t any sign of fluid leaking from it which is good.  It’s just now he has these long stitches reinforced with rubber catheter tubing that make for a great conversation piece when folks drop by for a visit.  CT Nurse Sara stopped in this morning and was quite impressed with his extra-long zipper extending from the top of his chest to down below his belly.  As we were counting the number of scars his has on various parts of his body, I envisioned Rolf and I getting a call from Principal Santiago at the elementary school informing us that she had to call Rudy into her office to explain that it just isn’t appropriate to show off his scars to the kids on the playground…no matter how impressive they may be! 
Rudy had a hard night last night as his numbers went all over the map…high heart rate (200+ even when he was asleep) and low sats which he hasn’t experienced for a few weeks!  It was unsettling to me but he settled down today with higher doses of methadone.  We’ll have to wean him off the meds again but, at this point, it’s best to let him rest comfortably.  The pediatric team rounded this morning and the cardiac team rounded this afternoon…no specific plan-of-action has been proposed but everyone is in agreement that his wound needs to heal and that we need to see the fluid stop before we can move forward.  The fluid output increased a little bit today compared to yesterday’s totals but that isn’t of great concern to the team. 
It does seem to me that it’s taking Rudy longer to bounce back after this last surgical procedure…it has been a long week of waiting for him to stabilize and “wake up” but I have to keep reminding myself that, in general,  he looks stronger than he did a month ago so he has made progress!  Baby steps…baby steps…one day at a time!!!

Happy 22-Week Birthday!

This is what Rudy did all day at 22 weeks!
This is what Rudy did all day at 22 weeks!

 Our little man had a sleepy day…just what the doctor ordered.  With the help of pretty regular doses of meds, Rudy rested all day long.  He even slept through a visit from Daddy!  Rolf arrived at the hospital around 10:30am to see me and Rudy and check in with doctors.  We didn’t do much…in fact, we pretty much sat quietly in Rudy’s room and dozed off a bit but we didn’t have to “do” anything.  It was just great to be together and reassuring for both of us. 

Eskimo kiss from Daddy
Eskimo kiss from Daddy

 It was important for Rudy to continue to rest today.  Dr. Judith (this week’s attending) wanted all of Rudy’s energy to go toward the healing of his stomach wound so everything else was put on hold…no vent weaning, no feeds, etc…  They’ll, most likely, give him one more day of rest before starting the wean again.  It’s definitely a balancing act because giving him time to rest is crucial right now but we also don’t want him to rest too long on the vent and lose significant ground on the weaning process.  The GI team is recommending Rudy not be fed through his g-tube for approximately 2 weeks.  This will hopefully give the lymphatic system time to heal and strengthen…after the 2-week break, Rudy will be fed a special formula with virtually no fat for about 6 weeks.  If that goes well, then my milk can be introduced again.  So, we’ve definitely hit a speed bump with the recurrance of this chylous fluid but everyone feels this won’t be as complicated as the chylothorax issue.  We certainly pray this is true.  It’s unclear how long this will delay our homecoming but we knew better than to get too attached to a specific timeline anyway.  The waiting game continues.  For now, I’m praying the fluid draining from his stomach cavity continues to decrease and that tomorrow he will have times of being awake and alert but comfortable at the same time.  Thank you for your continued prayers for patience and healing!!!  Rudy sure is getting quite a reputation as a trouble-maker…charming, no doubt, but a trouble-maker nonetheless.  I keep telling Rudy to get it all out of his system during this hospital stay because I expect life at home to be calm and uneventful!  Ha Ha

Rudy’s finally resting…

‘Just a quick nighty-night from PICU Rm. 5453 as Rudy is finally asleep which is my  cue to go grab a bite to eat and head to bed myself.  Rudy struggled to find a comfortable rhythm all day.  He was fitful and in constant motion…since the goal was to keep Rudy calm, he got some heavy doses of pain meds that didn’t seem to help for the longest time and then, finally, he crashed late this afternoon in time to head down to radiology for the upper GI test that Dr. Shew requested.  The preliminary results show that the intestines are working properly and the chylous fluid is not coming from a leak in the bowels/intestines.  This is helpful information but doesn’t tell us where it is coming from so we’ll continue with the plan to allow Rudy’s stomach wound to heal, watch the fluid  output and pray it stops soon.  The special stitches Dr. Shew used to close Rudy’s incision need to stay in approximately 4 weeks… these stitches and the drainage tube would not be things that would keep Rudy in the hospital normally but because there are a few other things going on, our hope for a homecoming in possibly 3 weeks seems a long shot at this point.  We just have to wait and see.   Rudy remained on the vent all day with no sprints on the trach collar because he was so fussy…so maybe after a good night’s rest, we can start back on a course for weaning.  Speaking of “good night’s rest”, I’m ready for one.  Goodnight everyone…thank you for the calls, emails and blog comments.  I may be a little weepy tonight but I feel like we are surrounded and uplifted and that is of great comfort.  Blessings…