Tuesday, April 26, 2011
Sunday, April 17, 2011
Monday, April 11, 2011
Fun in the Sun
We spent a few hours this past weekend at my dad's enjoying the 80 degree weather. Isla enjoyed the shade while M practiced walking up and down the steep hill, kicking balls and collecting flags.
Thursday, April 7, 2011
M Update
5 or 6 months ago while I was at work Maryn slipped and banged the back of her head on the floor of our home. Mike said she started to cry and he picked her up to comfort her. A few seconds later she suddenly stopped crying and her eyes went blank. He said it was as though she lost consciousness with her eyes still open. After about a minute of this daze she returned to normal. Mike does not dramatize things. If what he saw concerned him I knew it was serious. Worried it might have been some kind of absence seizure we called her neurologist. If we saw anything else unusual he said he would order an EEG, otherwise we should just keep her next follow up appointment as usual. We didn't see anything else concerning.
Toddlers are obviously prone to bumps and bruises as they learn to navigate their environment in growing bodies, but Maryn's sensory issues and low tone have contributed to a higher level of instability since she started walking last autumn. She does fall often, but is pretty resilient and usually just gets back up again without much fuss.
As I've said before her ACC puts her at a much greater risk of developing seizures so we are on heightened alert when it comes to any unusual behavior. Even though we hadn't seen anything else concerning after that incident I couldn't help but worry that it was the first sign and the other shoe was about to drop. Also, I think I had a heightened anxiety level because I had heard about the incident second hand instead of seeing how her body reacted with my own eyes.
I had my chance to see it for myself.
Yesterday evening while the family was in the kitchen getting ready for dinner Maryn slipped. Her feet went out from under her completely which caused her to fall and hit the back of her head on the hardwood floor. I was immediately at her side. While trying to pick her up her body went limp and her eyes went blank. Scared, I sunk back to the floor with her in my arms noticing all the color had drained from her face. She hadn't taken a breath. I blew a short firm puff of air into her face and she finally inhaled. She started coming back. Mike said this is what happened last time. I looked up at her granny, who was thankfully over for the evening and saw the whole thing. She encouraged us to continue to try and engage her in calming activities she enjoyed. We offered her her bink (which she gladly accepted) and each took turns holding and interacting with her. Over the course of the next 15 minutes or so the color came back into her face. Granny, who happens to be a nurse, doesn't think there was any abnormal neurological event at play. She believes it was all respiratory
a little less anxiety lives inside me today
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Toddlers are obviously prone to bumps and bruises as they learn to navigate their environment in growing bodies, but Maryn's sensory issues and low tone have contributed to a higher level of instability since she started walking last autumn. She does fall often, but is pretty resilient and usually just gets back up again without much fuss.
As I've said before her ACC puts her at a much greater risk of developing seizures so we are on heightened alert when it comes to any unusual behavior. Even though we hadn't seen anything else concerning after that incident I couldn't help but worry that it was the first sign and the other shoe was about to drop. Also, I think I had a heightened anxiety level because I had heard about the incident second hand instead of seeing how her body reacted with my own eyes.
I had my chance to see it for myself.
Yesterday evening while the family was in the kitchen getting ready for dinner Maryn slipped. Her feet went out from under her completely which caused her to fall and hit the back of her head on the hardwood floor. I was immediately at her side. While trying to pick her up her body went limp and her eyes went blank. Scared, I sunk back to the floor with her in my arms noticing all the color had drained from her face. She hadn't taken a breath. I blew a short firm puff of air into her face and she finally inhaled. She started coming back. Mike said this is what happened last time. I looked up at her granny, who was thankfully over for the evening and saw the whole thing. She encouraged us to continue to try and engage her in calming activities she enjoyed. We offered her her bink (which she gladly accepted) and each took turns holding and interacting with her. Over the course of the next 15 minutes or so the color came back into her face. Granny, who happens to be a nurse, doesn't think there was any abnormal neurological event at play. She believes it was all respiratory
a little less anxiety lives inside me today
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