Showing posts with label CHD community. Show all posts
Showing posts with label CHD community. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Breaking Down Preconceptions

Before I start my post, let's be clear about one thing: I did everything that I was supposed to do. I consulted a doctor before I started to attempt to conceive. I was on pre-natal vitamins before. I stopped drinking alcohol, cut out caffeine, no tuna, no soft cheeses, no lunch meat all before conceiving. I never smoked nor took drugs nor medications not okayed by my doctors. I even left the room if someone lit up. I started all of this before conceiving. My primary care doctor told me if I was planning to have a baby, I should start acting like I was pregnant for the two months preceding our first attempts. So that is what I did. Yet, my daughter was born with multiple, complex congenital heart defects.

As we've discussed before, I sometimes feel responsible for the Dancing Queen's conditions. It is highly likely that her myriad of problems stems from her micro-deletion of chromosome 22q11.2. (There is an extraordinarily high correlation between conal truncal heart defects like DQ's and the deletion, but there has been no direct connection showing definitively that the 22q deletion causes heart defects.)  But, most CHDers don't know why they have defects.

That bears repeating: There is no explanation (yet) as to why most CHDs occur!

And so when I learned recently that a college entrance exam study aid stated that most CHDs are caused by the mothers drinking or using drugs, I got very upset. A CHDer noticed this egregious error, wrote the publisher, and the error will be corrected. But the problem is bigger: like the origin of the misunderstanding.

Generally, people believe that only mothers who do something wrong will have children with defects. Afterall, that is why I blamed myself for so long. And that is why so many heart moms feel guilty at least for a while. This societal belief that only "bad" moms have sick babies is why CHD awareness is hindered. Until CHD is personal, nobody believes it is possible.

The head in the sand mentality has to change. CHD does not discriminate based on race, on income level, on nationality. Yes, there are things you can do that will increase the odds of your baby developing a CHD. But, even if you do everything right, there is still a 1 out of 100 chance your baby will be born with a broken heart.

What's worse is that routine screening is not yet done for CHDs in the majority of states and many children go undiagnosed until it is too late. And despite the prevalence of CHD, parents are not taught the warning signs before bringing their newborn home. This has to change.

You may wonder why I care. Afterall, my daughter was diagnosed and she is receiving care. But I feel that all babies are important. Not one should be lost because much of the medical community is living 50 years in the past where children simply died from their CHDs and it didn't matter if the CHD was detected. Today, the sooner the CHD is detected, the much greater chance of survival. There is no reason why a child with a hole in their heart should go undetected into their teen years when it is too late to fix the hole and they are suffering from other uncurable, life-threatening diseases caused by the hole. No more children should be lost because nobody looked to see if there could be a problem.

I hope you will join me in helping to change this egregious oversight. First, if you are pregnant (or know someone who is), request that the newborn have a pulse ox done before leaving the hospital. The doctors aren't necessarily going to hear any heart problem and ultrasounds can even miss that your baby only has half a heart. The pulse ox does not detect CHDs, but it is an inexpensive, non-invasive tool that should warn doctors a problem may be present and more tests need to be done (it determines the percentage of oxygen in the baby's blood and should be over 97%). A pulse ox doesn't hurt and is found in every hospital. For a baby, it looks like a bandaid, but not quite as sticky.

Second, learn the warning signs. If your baby is blue at all, demand a pulse ox. I've heard stories of nurses telling new moms that some newborns just turn blue and it is common. Your baby should not be blue! If they are blue, they are not getting enough oxygen and could have a CHD. By blue, I mean even if their lips, fingers, or toes are not pink, but purplish in shade. DQ's hands, feet, and lips were very blue when she was born and she still gets that way sometimes (like today). If your baby tires very easily while eating or sweats while eating, that could be a sign of a CHD. Rapid breathing is also a sign of CHD.

Third, write Health and Human Services Secretary Sebilius and tell her you want pulse ox mandated for all newborns. She is considering rules that would implement a pulse ox for every newborn in the country, yet doesn't believe we care enough to save babies' lives. I care! If you care too, here is a link to a letter you can customize and email to Secretary Sebilius: http://www.writesomeone.org/en/component/mtree/recommend-newborn-screening-for-critical-chd.

Finally, pass this information along. The best way to prevent the loss of these children is to educate their parents. Parents are the frontline defense for their kids. When you pass this information on, if the mother or father shuts down and doesn't want to think about it, ask them one question: What is the life of your child worth? We're trying to save lives.

Saturday, June 4, 2011

Facebook Guilt

Have you ever experienced Facebook guilt? I felt it today. Not because of something that I said. I try to be careful where ever I post, whether it be here, Facebook, or comments. As an electronic discovery specialist, I know whatever is said online lives forever, even if deleted and hidden behind password protection, so I try to be careful. Many times I write a comment or post and don't publish it. I say what I need, but the world has no record to come back to me.

Anyway, my Facebook guilt stems from unfriending. Have you done it?

When I first joined Facebook, I friended everyone I had known previously in my life--high school, college, law school, old jobs, etc. I also friended everyone in the heart world. Then I quickly realized that some people simply collect friends and don't care about what I was saying or who I was and frankly, I had no interest in knowing what they were up to or they said things that I didn't want to hear (I don't need to know about your sex life or read you complaining about your life all of the time when you've had it pretty easy.)  So, about 2 months after joining, as I sat in a hospital room with DQ, I deleted about 1/3 of my friends. I never felt guilty about it because it was all of the people that fit in the above category, except some family members, who I just hid.

Fast forward a year and a half. I had a ton more friends. I was close to 300, with most being heart moms. I had changed my settings and created lists so that they couldn't see most of my personal stuff.  But then it happened. The heart community does what it does from time to time---start to war with itself. I will admit it on the open web. The heart community is not yet cohesive and while we hold each other up for the most part, the lack of cohesiveness and lack of leadership leads to too many people thinking their vision and their plan is the only vision or plan for helping the community. That leads to infighting.

Last summer, there was a lot of fighting. At the same time, I had been told DQ's only hope was a third major surgery that nobody thought would be all that helpful, but had to be tried. I was devastated, crying all of the time (at least when the kids were not around). My heart was broken and all that I wanted was to know I was not alone. The heart community, which generally understands, didn't care because they were all too busy fighting over who was right and who was wrong. So, I deleted over 200 "friends" on Facebook. Anyone who I did not regularly speak with, I unfriended. I even got rid of the hidden family members. I unfriended family!!!!

It is nine months later and I've refriended a couple of people who came to me and asked why I deleted them. I explained and they understood and we are friends again and actually interact.

But there are people that I unfriended I now regret. One such person is a family member who complained a lot about how unfair it was that she had to get up at 8:00 am to go to class when she had partied too much the night before and many things of that nature. It would grate on my nerves. But when she had a huge life moment and I was truly happy for her because really her posts were the posts of a 21 year old and I should have given slack, I couldn't congratulate her. I felt the guilt.

Today, as I played a game, I remembered a conversation I had with a friend from high school on Facebook. I unfriended him and I'm not sure why (other than the frame of mind I was in last summer). I have no idea if he knows I unfriended him and I never see him, but I feel the guilt. If he knows, would he think I snubbed him? That was never my intention. We didn't interact much any longer, but he was still a friend and if I saw him in a store, I'd run up and give him a hug. Instead, I unfriended him and I feel the guilt.

Overall, I am happy that I lessened the friend load. I feel better having rid myself of people who were unhealthy for me to interact with because they weren't friends. But, there are still others I have felt guilty over unfriending as well. Should it really matter? I never see any of these people in real life (except family). But, on some level, it must matter because I felt the guilt.

Have you ever felt Facebook guilt?
Having a child with a CHD is like being given an extra sense---the true ability to appreciate life. Each breath, each hug, each meal is a blessing when you've watched your child live off a ventilator, trapped in an ICU bed, being fed through a tube. Each minute is a miracle when you've watched your child almost die and come back to you.
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