|Preparing C. for a fluid drip in the |
local hospital emergency room
We'd succeeded at it for at least 15 years (neither the Hubby nor I remembers the precise number). But yesterday, after C.'s school called to ask us to bring her home early because of sleepiness, we realized that our DIY tactics weren't working.
She'd had a rather good morning, fed herself quite a few spoonfuls, walked nicely for a half an hour, wet her diapers a couple of times and seemed out of the woods. But shortly afterwards, during her hydrotherapy session, she took a turn for the worse.
At the hospital, we learned that her blood pressure and body temperature were low and the guilt set in. How could I have postponed taking her to the hospital for so many days? I confess that my selfish dread of getting stuck there for days had definitely been a factor.
But soon the doctors adjusted their diagnosis: her dehydration was actually mild and wasn't the sole cause of her extreme, puzzling lethargy.
That was confirmed when twelve hours of IV fluids did not revive her as was hoped. Her neurologist, guessing that the anti-epileptics could be involved, advised lowering the dosages of benzodiazepine (Rivotril) and the cannabis. We had been reducing the Rivotril at the rate of one drop/day every week. But she now advised dropping it a further 5 drops/day in one fell swoop. And the cannabis, to be dropped by 20-30%.
Both moves sounded awfully drastic to me at first. But I'm implementing them and hope there's sense to them. What do you readers think?
Just to spice up our near-24 hour stay at the ER, one doctor told us, after listening to C.'s heart, that she heard some sort of abnormality and an ultrasound is advised for follow up. But by morning, that suspect sound was gone and the second doctor in ER told us that she had consulted a cardiologist who said such abnormalities can be temporarily caused by dehydration and don't warrant concern or treatment.
The incident reminded us that no doctor had listened to C.'s heart in over a decade.
The ER doctors also asked us whether we'd ever pursued metabolic disorders as a possible cause for C.'s disabilities. While we do remember their brief mention many years ago, they were never pursued, at least not doggedly. At our request yesterday, one ER doctor gave us the name of a local metabolic specialist whom we now plan to contact.
Could it be we overlooked the true culprit all these years while we focused on the the neurological and genetic options?
I've seen metabolic disorders mentioned frequently lately in the context of "medical child abuse" and know that it's a tough and unpopular diagnosis to arrive at. Did the neurologists steer us away from the metabolic world because of professional bias?
In any case, these are not happy days for C. and us. All my energy is being devoted to keeping her fed and hydrated while she remains weak, minimally responsive and seizing more that usual.