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Dylan’s new Superman Helmet!

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This is Dylan’s new Helmet that was specially designed for him by some college Engineer students. I entered a contest and my essay was chosen we were asked what we needed for Dylan and we told them a new helmet. They asked us if there were anything we wanted special and we told them we call him Superman and this is the design they came up with. I Love the D inside the shield instead of the S

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The Real Superman Part VIIII

The Real Superman Part VIIII

By Jeff King

We made an appointment to see a Neurologist at Sinai hospital in Baltimore city. The Neurologist was supposedly one of the best around. We met him and he had all of Dylan’s hospital records from the previous seven years. Our first impression was a good one of this gentleman. He seemed very knowledgeable and genuinely caring. He played with Dylan and made us feel at ease. He talked about a treatment program that we should start and the first medicine he prescribed for Dylan was a seizure medication known as Lamictal. Lamictal would have the least effect on Dylan’s cognitive skills, so the neurologist explained. We began to give him this new medicine and right away, the seizures stopped. He was doing so well on this medication. We felt like the seizure activity that he had been experiencing was just a little hic up in his overall health, but now with this new medication, he would be back on track.

He continued to make progress and the seizures hadn’t effected his cognitive skills as of yet. He was loving on a new show Yo Gabba Gabba and his favorite character on this program was a little fuzzy monster-like dude named Broobie. Dylan quickly learned the songs on this show and began to sing them. His favorite was called “Party in my Tummy” I still remember Dylan saying, “Does the green beans want to go to the party in my tummy?” He would wait several seconds before answering that question, “Yeah” then he’d break into the song, “There’s a party in my tummy, so yummy, so ,yummy, there’s a party in my tummy!” You get the gist of it.

We weren’t really concerned about Dylan’s cognitive skills. He continued to learn how to say words and use sentences. We understood that most of his language was mimicking what he heard, but, he did know and understand so much. Maybe we should have been more concerned, but at the time there was no indication that he would regress and become nonverbal.

After about two weeks of taking the Lamictal Terri noticed a slight rash around his mouth. We weren’t sure what it was so she called the neurologist to voice our concerns. He asked us to watch him overnight and see if the rash got worse. He never told us to stop giving Dylan the Lamictal. The next day the rash had spread all over his body and he was covered in big blotches. His skin looked as if he had an extreme sunburn. We called the neurologist and he told us to bring him into his office right away. We took him into his office and he said, “I was hoping that this wasn’t going to happen? He’s having an allergic reaction to the medication. He then prescribed some antibiotics to begin giving to Dylan right away. He told us to discontinue the Lamictal. We took him home and gave him the antibiotic. It was about a week before he was better. The neurologist then prescribed Clonazepam tablets to begin giving him. These things would begin to have Dylan spacing out. He slowly began his dark decent into an abysmal place where we weren’t sure if we could ever get him back from.

We had gone through some very tough times before Dylan began to have these seizures. I have already mentioned how Terri went into the hospital to have surgery to remove her gallbladder. It was supposed to be a very quick and easy procedure; a same day procedure. It would be done with the doctor using endoscopic surgery. This minimally invasive surgery was supposed to be an easier and safer way for Terri to have her gallbladder removed, however, the surgeon ended up cutting a bile duct and bile from her liver began draining into her stomach. She nearly died and she had to be transferred to John Hopkins Hospital where a well renowned surgeon who had invented the surgery to fix her practiced at. He saved her life. I touched on this just a little, because about three years after Dylan was born, Terri developed a pretty big hernia, most likely from carrying around Dylan. She had to schedule another surgery with the doctor who had created a new bile duct using part of her large intestine to do it. He would perform the hernia operation, because, we didn’t trust any other hospital or doctor around. She had complications and ended up in the hospital for two weeks. She was so upset, because she kept thinking Dylan would forget who she was. He slept with me on the couch for those two weeks, which was a binding experience for the both of us.

When Terri was released from the hospital, I tried to take some time off the job I had been working for the last ten months, but, because I hadn’t been there for the entire year, I was told by their HR department that I could not do it. I had no choice to resign to take care of Terri and the children. It was a tough dark time in our lives. I can’t mention the name of the company I was working for at the time, because they may sue me if I was to, but let’s just say that they were an up and coming Baltimore Clothing company that has ties to the NFL and whose clothes can now be seen in movies, and even other sports franchises. They were not very family friendly and it is sad that the owner got rich off the backs of his workers and didn’t care if those workers had families or more important things to attend to. I could say Karma is well you know. I know I am being so cliché. Anyway, it is my sincerest hope that the owner will one day reap what he has sown!

I mention these things only because it sets the events in the story of what troubles we would have to face next. We as a family had continuously walked through the shadows, but each and every time we came out holding tight to the light of a promise. A promise of a new and brighter day. Little did we know that this struggle was just getting started. (To be continued.)

Hospital bed!

So we finally got a hospital bed for Dylan! I had to put it in my living room. So, Superman is still sleeping downstairs still but he is more comfortable now. A thank you to wonderful couple who donated it to us. He also got a nice little gift in the mail from someone special. He says thank you so much. Superman has not been feeling to good lately. I am asking for healing prayers for Superman. Thanks in advance.

Superman!

This, guy right here is still not walking yet. This recovery from necrotizing pneumonia is taking way to long. I thought he would be walking by now. It has been six months now altogether. Therapy is going okay but it takes 20 minutes for him to get warmed up. I am so mad at the doctors at John Hopkins for taking so long to diagnose him.

Superman pictures!

We just got done cleaning Dylan up! So, we decided to take a few pictures of him. But he was not to happy at first then he started smiling.

Feeding clinic appointment!

This guy has an appointment tomorrow at the feeding clinic at Kennedy kreiger! I hope they give us some good news about the nasal gastric tube and his feedings. The news I, wish for is that he doesn’t have to have it anymore because it has become a pain in the butt. Especially when he pulls it out, then it takes me awhile to get it back in. He does everything he can to hinder it from going back in. He will bite it, he won’t swollow it and he thinks it funny the whole time. Another reason ,I don’t like it is because he always ends up sick for a couple a days.

Thanks!🦸‍♂️

Superman says thank you for all the get well, Birthday, st. Patrick’s day cards! Tuesday he starts at his new physical therapy center, he will be doing aquatics. I, think he will enjoy that because he has always enjoyed the water.

Uncle Dylan!

Dylan is starting to feel better so, he was snuggling with his niece last night. He rolled over closer to her. The cat also had to get in one of the pictures too. We finally got air mattress from my moms house. Thanks so much for letting us use it sis. It is better then trying to take Dylan upstairs ever night. He still refuses to do his physical therapy. He has an appointment at cypress creek Saturday, hopefully he does work then.

Somebody has Birthday coming up!

This handsome guy will be sixteen Monday. He has not been feeling to good lately, he has a sinus infection, cough and post nasal grip. So, he will not even be able to enjoy Birthday cake. I wish things would get better for him. He is still doing PT, OT, and speech but since he has not been feeling good he did not do any this week. He has an appointment with his neurologist next Thursday and a appointment with cypress creek physical therapy next Saturday because the in home therapy is not effective enough for him because they do not have the equipment needed.