a visit to the doctor
Our one and only son D had a routine check up today with his pediatric cardiologist. We found out at 6 months of age that our little guy has a very large hole in his heart (not small, medium, or large, but very large), also known as an ASD or atrial septal defect. We knew it will require medical intervention around the age of 4 or 5 and with an international move looming on the horizon we needed to make decisions about his care.
We spent some time today creating a tentative time table for the upcoming procedure, deciding if we should move up the schedule for surgery, and discussing all our options. We actually have two options to consider that will take care of the issue. The first one is the standard of care for the last 30-40 years and that is open heart surgery. It is effective and a “known”. The second option is a relatively new procedure (10 years or so) that is less invasive and attaches a device to the wall and “plugs” the hole. The recovery from this is much faster and is easier on David. We are pursuing this second option.
After taking a close look at his heart, the doctor determined that we should do the procedure sooner rather than later. We have a tentative plan as of today but the final decision can’t be made until we confer with the surgeon. He must determine of D is a viable candidate for the second procedure. So now we wait.
As we stood in that room and I watched his heart on the monitor, I wasn’t able to avoid reality any longer and pretend D is as healthy as our other children. As I looked at the screen, I could see the right side of his heart is three times larger than the other side and looks like a giant balloon. I could see the blood rushing backwards, not moving to where it should. I could hear the doctor tell me that only 30% of his blood is making it to its destination, and 70 percent is returning to his lungs because of his inefficient heart. YIKES!No, my son is not healthy. No, I can not avoid it any longer. His little body is broken and it must be fixed.“Father God, hear the prayer of this scared Mama and give us all the courage to face what is ahead”.
April 13th, 2006 at 4:24 pm
April 13th, 2006 at 4:37 pm
Awwwwww, poor buddy!!! I know that has to be so scary for you!
April 14th, 2006 at 4:35 pm
A strong soul will prevail for you all! David, I think of your wonderful busy family all the time!
As I read the note,oops “blog”, I’m not very techno……… lol
I have such a good feeling your all so strong and David will be closely watched from above.
Your all going on a journey to Asia, how exciting!! Your Family has already enjoyed the experence of travel and I’m sure this will be a great one as well. Keeping you all in my thoughts and prayers, Rebecca, the Doula
April 14th, 2006 at 10:28 pm
I remember when little D was born , We explained to Caleb ,who was so concerned about D’s little heart, That God will take great care of him. We shared with him the verse in MatThew chapter 6. About how the birds can’t even plant or harvest and store their food, (they can’t take care of that part of their lives) God takes care of them. Even the littlest birds he feeds and takes care of how much more important is little D to him. OH! so much much more.
We have continued to pray for him for 3 yrs now, and we hold on to God’s promises.
WE know he will lead you through just lean on him.
April 15th, 2006 at 12:06 am
Little David, so much energy and so many prayers! We hold you in our hearts and release you to God’s hands. Deanne, cheer up, you are not alone!
April 15th, 2006 at 7:33 am
You KNOW we love you guys and have also been praying for D and you since before his eventful arrival. We will continue to do so! This blog will be a great way to keep everyone updated with the same info, too.
Much love!
April 16th, 2006 at 11:30 pm
Poor little David and poor Mom. I will keep you all in my prayers now more than ever.
Great website though. I am glad I will be able to keep up with the news when you go to Asia.
April 19th, 2006 at 9:25 am
Take a look at cousin, Tracy, who struggled dangerously close to not making it for her first two years. We are blessed. It won’t be long until you’ll be wondering where David’s first thirty-five years went!!!
I love you all,
Aunt Gloria