Pastor Schade and our family. |
Adam, Christine, and Valerie, Anya's Godparents. |
Afterwards we had a barbecue at the park for our family and
friends. There is a brand new playground there with water fountains for the
kids to play in, as well as a large pavilion for the adults to relax. So often
when I was sitting in the NICU I dreamt of a day like this day, full of life
instead of fear of death, joy to replace despair, a beautiful day in place of
the darkness of the NICU. We couldn't have asked for a better day. It rained in
the morning but as soon as we were preparing for the party the sun came out.
Anya has grown so much recently, and her health has
improved. I was watching a video of her from in the fall, and I was alarmed at
how quickly she was breathing, I am not used to that anymore! She is off all
meds except a nebulized steroid and a reflux medicine. Her oxygen is down to
0.2-0.3 L, every two weeks we drop another tenth of a liter.
Two weeks ago she had a hearing test, and it came back that
she had mild to moderate hearing loss. We were told that Anya would need
hearing aids for the rest of her life but she would be able to be in a
mainstream classroom and do everything other kids could do. She probably could
not hear certain consonants and it would be difficult for her to develop
language without hearing aids. This week I called around to different hearing
schools to get her set up for hearing aids and another group of therapists
(sigh). Today she had an appointment with an ENT to evaluate her ears and give
clearance for the hearing aids. Then she had another hearing test.
And guess what? It came back completely normal! Evaluating
kids this age isn’t simple, since they cannot talk. They have me hold her and
they speak at her through a speaker, and when she turns toward the sound they
light up a box with a toy in it that cannot be seen unless the light is on. When
they make sure she understands the link between turning her head with sound to
see the toy, they play with the sounds, turning them up and down to see what
the range of hearing is. Today she was hearing things I couldn’t hear! The
audiologist’s best guess was that she was not interested enough the last time
to pay attention to the tones in the higher pitches and so looked like she
couldn’t hear them. It happens sometimes and that is why they repeat the test.
She is going back in six weeks so she can have another test and be examined by
the ENT again (she has fluid in her ears they want to evaluate).
The hearing loss did not surprise me too much initially
because I knew it was a risk with ECMO and all the antibiotics she was on in
the NICU. At that point we were only concerned about her survival, and I shoved
all the possible effects to the background to deal with later. It is later now,
and I have been waiting for a shoe like this to drop. Now that it has been
picked up again I am still a little leery. In six weeks is she going to have a
different result? Don’t misunderstand me, I am thrilled the test was normal; I am
just not ready to relax yet.
I have realized that I write so much about Anya’s medical
status I don’t talk about her much as a baby, and that is sad, since I say in
the description I don’t want her to be defined by CDH. She is a like lot Arwen
was, but if you don’t know Arwen that isn’t going to help much. Anya is a very
laid-back baby considering all she has gone through. I have heard parents speak
about babies with severe colic, and other than the whole life and death thing
we had going on, I believe we have an easier time than they did! Anya is happy
to play by herself, and has started scooting around in circles when she is
sitting. She loves musical toys and music videos, while I give her a nebulizer
treatment I play her anime music videos Adam found on the internet. She loves
people, and smiles a lot. As she did in the NICU, she talks with her eyes,
getting her point across easily. Anya loves her OT with first steps and is
always trying to play with her, getting out of any ‘work’ by using her charm. She
sleeps through the night, and falls back asleep easily if we have to
unplug/plug in her feeding tube. She is such a joy.
Anya is getting to my favorite age, the grab and go baby
age. When Arwen was this age we were never home all day; I preferred to be out
on my days off. Now finally Anya is well enough and old enough to be out in
public and we are enjoying taking her out everywhere. Last week I took her to
the zoo for the first time. She didn’t pay attention to the animals much but
she enjoyed being out. She learned an important lesson, that St. Louis in the
summer is HOT and HUMID, and something to drink is very nice indeed. She isn’t
drinking gulps, but is taking little sips completely unaided, as well as
looking mighty pleased with herself.
So that is where we are at a year old. A lot more to
accomplish but doing much better and she will have a lifetime to do it in. Praise God!
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