We got him a cake and some ice cream. He ate few bites of the cake but wasn’t that interested in the icecream or cake. He did try to grab the cake and a little bit icing got on his fingers and in his hair. We got him a couple tee shirts and shorts! His brother got him a couple pair of pull on pants and a Superman tee shirt and a few other things which haven’t came yet. We did sing happy Birthday to him. His memaw called earlier and sang happy birthday to him also he enjoyed that and so did his niece Delilah.
A few pictures of Superman!
My Superman is growing up up to fast. I can’t believe how much he has changed. He is so handsome.
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.
Update on Superman!
So Superman is running a fever again. The seizures are back again. They are not sure what is going on now. Running a lot of tests again. So, Thursday or Friday afternoon when he was getting his deep suctioning he aspirated and they think that might be the cause of the fever. They are trying to get the ball rolling to get him on the epidiolex the cbd approved medication. Oh not mention his room was moved again. Once again I am asking for prayers and positive thoughts. Thanks for all the love for my Superman.
Bath time with Dylan/ being sick!
The bath part is easy with him, it’s afterwards that is the problem. When his bath is over he just wants to lay in the tub and do nothing. So, I have to struggle to get him out. Then we go in the room to get him dressed and thats when the fun begins. He does not like to cooperate with you at all. By the time I’m done getting him dressed I’m soaking wet with sweat. Not mention he has been home sick all week, with this cold that has been going around. So, I’m one tired mommy this week. I told him he has to go back tomorrow and I don’t think he liked the idea to much. I have to catch up on my school work too. I love you Dylan my Superman!❤
The Real Superman Part XI
By Jeff King
The Real Superman Part XI
By Jeff King
Between the seizures and the meds that Dylan was on, he had regressed; mentally he was possibly 6 to perhaps 9 months in his mind. He no longer talked he would just lay around. We tried to get him up and around, but his muscles would no longer allow him to move fluidly. We were going to try a new medication trileptal. It was very promising. Right away he began to have an allergic reaction to this drug and broke out in hives. We stopped giving it to him right away and called his neurologist. He called us back and told us to continue giving it to him for the next couple of days, but we didn’t. We made another appointment with the neurologist and while we were in his office he began to argue with another neurologist that he shared an office with. It was very unprofessional and the office was full of patients. After he called us in the back to see him, he asked what we were seeing him for. Everything that we told him previously he seemed to have forgotten. We had to explain things all over again to him. He asked us are we still giving Dylan the trileptal and we told him no we stopped a few days ago! He looked at us like there was something wrong with us. I became angry and told him that I wasn’t going to keep giving Dylan the medicine after he was clearly having an allergic reaction to it. We promptly walked out of the office.
When we got home I began to search for a new Neurologist. We found one who worked out of Kennedy Krieger Institute and was a neurologist at John Hopkins University also. Dr. James Rubenstein. This guy was wonderful! He was very caring. He listened to all of our concerns. This wonderful doctor had an amazing bed-side manner reminiscent of the old time country doctors. You could see the empathy he felt towards Dylan. He didn’t look at Dylan as just another patient, one more number. No this gentleman was the real deal and he was very caring. He also answered every question or concern that we had. He took extensive notes and would ask us questions too. The other neurologist was like Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hide. I will just refer him to that name, because, I don’t want a law suit against me for deformation of character, but this other Dr. was completely terrible when it came to Dylan. We had a wonderful first meeting with Dr. Rubenstein and He said that we will continue Dylan on the Keppra and slowly wean him off the Clonazepam, because we were sure that this was making him very lethargic. We went home thinking that we have finally found the right neurologist for Dylan and we were absolutely right.
Dylan didn’t make too much progress as we slowly weaned him off the Clonazepam. He still was very lethargic, but the seizures seemed to only worsen. He was having seizures where he would go into full grand mal seizures and when he came out of them he could no longer walk, or stand. His whole right side was like he was paralyzed. These seizures really frightened us and we noted each and every one that he had. He had also had some that were so severe that we had to give him Diazepam anally to force them to stop. Then he was rushed to the hospital several times to be checked out only to have him released in a few hours. This was very emotionally draining on us.
It was around then I was researching seizures when I first heard the term intractable epilepsy, which meant epilepsy resistant to all drugs. As I was reading about this I also found an article on SUDEP, which is an acronym for Sudden Death in Epilepsy patients. This scared me half to death and I filed it away, I hadn’t wanted to share it with Terri, because, it would only make her cry. Then Unique which was the rare chromosome disorder support group started running an article on children with Idic 15 dying un-expectantly in their sleep. This brought tears to my eyes. I read about a little ten-year old boy who had went to sleep only to never awake the next morning. I didn’t want to tell Terri any of that, but little did I know, she had already read the article. Dylan would never again sleep in his own bed for fear he would have a seizure and we would not hear him. He has been sleeping in our bed ever since.
Parents shouldn’t have to fear these things, but this is the cruel hand that fate has dealt us. We could sit back and be passive victims or we could take this fight on tooth and nail being proactive and gaining as much knowledge as we could possibly gain. Dylan needed us to be the best parents that we could be and that is exactly what we were going to do! We would never give up on him! Surrender was not an option! We were only getting started on this fight and I’ll be damned if we weren’t going to do everything in our power to make sure Dylan would fight this too! (To be continued.)