A healthy liver doesn't cut it

Illustration: Doing an ultrasound

My daughter C.  had her second abdominal ultrasound a few days ago. I know, she'd just earned a superlative score from her liver expert three weeks ago. So why the scan?

Well, you could call it maternal over-concern. Or, if you want to be really accurate, hypochondria-by-proxy is probably better. (I thought I'd invented that term but Google insists others beat me to it.)

In any case, after C.'s tussle with liver failure and mine with Takotsubo Syndrome, the vaguest hint of illness sends me into a panic (e.g. I just need to feel weakness and nausea to see myself right back in the cardiac intensive care unit).

So when C.'s feet were slightly swelled one night for a few hours, I began examining her stomach scrupulously every day for a week. I concluded that the Ascites (abdominal fluid) had returned.

After convincing C.'s pediatrician to send a referral for the scan, I dispatched the Hubby with C. to the local scanning center. The findings: mother has hypochondria - no sign of Ascites. The technician's assessment is all we've got for now. But she was very confident and even added that the liver looked healthy too. The doctor's report will arrive any day. 

But while we're in the clear liver-wise, C. seems pretty out of things. Her standing is unsteady and her walking still non-existent. She's not very responsive, sleeps a lot during the day and no longer signs "I want to eat" by placing her hand in her mouth.

In short, the deterioration triggered by her liver illness still hasn't been reversed and I'm losing hope that it ever will.

From liver toxicity to muscle spasticity

Artist: Edward Siebold (1829)

Onwards and upwards. I'm now post surgery and slowly recovering with the emphasis on slowly.

I finally had that gynecological procedure I've been mentioning on and off for one and half years. I'll leave it at that to avoid TMI.

The crux of it is I can't lift for a while, can't even turn C. over while she's in bed, have been awfully weak and have even had a low grade fever for the past few days. Today was the first day of semi normality, thank heavens.

So parents of children like C.: Beware! All that lifting and carrying isn't only dangerous for your back. Your pelvic organs could be victims too. Nobody ever shared that secret with me until surgery was my only option.

Our Australian darling of a caregiver has left us to resume the life of a recent university graduate in her late twenties with a boyfriend from these parts. We wish her much happiness but already miss her terribly.

Her replacement as a carer for C., a kind, experienced woman of 53, is stressing me out despite her good intentions. There seems to be a communication gap since English is her second language and we don't speak a word of her first. She also seems eager to take charge even when I'm around -- but is caring and sensitive towards C. so we'll just need to iron out the kinks.

Enough grumbling. We would never manage without her.

This week she and the Hubby brought C. to the gastro guy who specializes in liver diseases and who gave us some good news. "The first good news we've had about C. in twenty years" as the Hubby put it.

For starters, the gastro's report states that the "probable diagnosis" for her liver is Valproic Acid-Induced Liver Injury, although elsewhere he qualifies that by writing Valproic Acid is, in his view, the "DD (=Differential Diagnosis) with a fair suspicion of Autoimmune or Idiopathic".

So, a warning for any of you with kids on Valproic Acid: Be scrupulous about follow-ups and insist that the neurologist address any anomalies in blood test results. Also insist on tests for Ascites (there's an ultrasound to confirm and quantify that symptom) and any other fluid retention. Our neurologist had been dismissive of blood results that were red flags for our pediatrician. And she (the neurologist) never bothered to ask us about fluid retention, let alone examine C. for signs of it.

I would question one point that the gastro made in his report: "C. commenced a low salt diet and Aldectone 50 and Fusid 50 with excellent results". That's inaccurate in two ways:

• One, C. already was, and always has been, on a very-low-salt diet when her liver problems were first noticed. 
• Second, the results of all that Aldectone and Fusid (both forms of diuretic) were not as he described them. Unless you call rendering C. gaunt, seriously dehydrated and requiring IV fluids in the ER "excellent results".

The gastro guy also recommended a drug to remedy C.'s spasticity (I mentioned that here: "My daughter thinks she's a surfboard"): Baclofen, which he obviously doesn't prescribe since that's outside his field. He suggested we consult with our neurologist about it.

We did that, and she expressed surprise at the gastro's advice because this drug is known to pose liver risk. That, along with the info my daughter in law the clinical pharmacologist gave us, that Baclofen can exacerbate seizures - has left us in a quandary.

If any of you have ever given your children Baclofen,  I'd appreciate hearing what results you saw.

C. delivers a few surprises

Heeding those cardiologists who treated my Takotsubo, we've finally, for the very first time,
hired somebody to help us care for C. Somehow, inexplicably, I now have less time to blog. So quite a lot has happened since my last update.

C. has amazed us all - including the doctors - with an unexpected turnaround. While on Prednisone to treat her malfunctioning liver, she took to screaming a lot so the gastro instructed us to wean her off it. Since she'd only been on it for ten days, we can't really attribute her improved liver to it. Nevertheless, for some reason, she is no longer suffering from Ascites, nor from fluid retention in her feet, legs, hands or face. It's uncanny.

There's a slim possibility that the L-Carnitine which the gastro prescribed two weeks ago deserves some credit for the change. It's a supplement that sometimes benefits the liver. But after two weeks? I wouldn't bet on it.

Presumably, this is why the gastro/liver specialist now believes that her liver has been repairing itself. Does this mean he has ditched his diagnosis of Chronic Autoimmune Hepatitis? Is he now convinced that the Valproic Acid - which we weaned C. off as soon as we learned that her liver was damaged - was the culprit after all? Perhaps. (If he does, then he and I are on the same page.)

We'll find out at our next appointment. Details like that don't really interest us know. We're just revelling in the new reality.

Along with the liver improvement, we've seen an equally surprising drop in seizure activity. That's happening with Keppra at 750 mg twice/day and Cannabis raised from 19 drops 3 times a day to 20 drops. We've finally been able to raise C.'s Cannabis dosage because the government just issued C. a new license with the increased dosage that her neurologist requested.

On the functioning front, C. has also astounded us. She has gradually resumed placing the spoon in her mouth to feed herself; today she performed that feat at her peak. She's also been standing and walking somewhat better than she has over the last two months - albeit while screaming quite a bit of the time. Protesting an activity she doesn't like is progress for C. So we're not complaining about that.

Of course, we aren't deluding ourselves. This isn't our first time down the road of miraculous improvement and we're well aware it can lead right back to deterioration and despair.

But for now, we're savoring the respite, the calm and the sweet taste of progress.

Our mammoth meds mess

We are deeply submerged in a morass of horrific seizures, new meds that aren't working and may be harming, deterioration in functioning and doctors whom we like and trust but who have no firm convictions, only wild guesses.

The silver lining is that at least they are humble enough to admit that to us.

My daughter C. has been suffering bouts of severe seizures on a daily basis now which we can only halt with some 13 drops of Cannabis THC. That in turn zombies her out, so there's no food or fluid for a while afterwards.

Keppra is the only anti-epileptic she is currently getting. It replaces the Valproic Acid she had been on for about two years. We had to wean her off the VA because doctors suspected it either caused or exacerbated the liver damage we discovered some six months ago. (The jury is still out on that point.)

The liver damage was uncovered when we tested C.'s blood albumin levels and found them to be much lower than normal. We had tested for albumin because the half dozen pressure sores scattered over her body hadn't been healing for several months.

C.'s damaged liver triggered Ascites in her abdomen and extremities, So after drainage in the hospital - and removal of 4 litres of abdominal fluid - she was placed on daily doses of two diuretics.

After a month of that regimen, C. had grown frighteningly gaunt. Her bones and veins protruded, her cheeks were sunken and she looked about ten years older. A parade of dietitians was consulted but none could figure out where all that wholesome and calorie rich food I was feeding C. was vanishing.

Blood tests finally showed high levels of saline, indicating extreme dehydration which was fingered and blamed for her gauntness. Here's how the dietitian explained it to me: Every cell in the body contains fluid. When there's dehydration, they all shrivel up just like a dried out plant.

So we had been shrinking C. with our very own hands. The liver expert ordered the diuretics halted immediately.

We had reluctantly started Vimpat for C.'s seizures since the Cannabis CBD alone wasn't doing the trick. But one day into that, she went into status epilepticus which even THC couldn't tackle. So it was off to the ER again.

There the neurologist ordered Keppra for the seizures (replacing the Vimpat) and the liver diseases guy chose Prednisone for the liver.

That brings us full-circle back to our current morass which we reported to both the gastro/liver doctor and the neurologist.

Their responses were the following changes:

• Wean C. off the Prednisone and replace it with a different steroid
• Increase the Keppra dose from 500mg 2x/day to 750 mg 2x/day and then, perhaps, to 1,000mg.

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For some reason we can't fathom, the gastro doctor has shelved the liver biopsy idea, leaving us in the dark about the source of C.'s liver issues. (In his email conveying this decision, the doctor factored in my recent Takotsubo event. Huh??)

Since the gastro doctor prescribed L-Carnitine, I've been reading a lot about it and see it's quite trendy. Have any of you seen impressive results from it in your children?

I stumbled across a sobering clip [on this page] after writing the above update and am reconsidering: We may actually be living on easy street.

Now disabled *and* chronically ill (Part 3)

C.'s elbow and the latest sore

[Written Sunday, November 13]

We've been home for four days now, all without the Hubby who is overseas. We were reassured that nothing untoward in the next week was anticipated by any of the doctors. But here we are, already seeing several worrisome manifestations.

The ascites seems to have returned. Her stomach seems swollen and hard, though less so than it did before her hospitalization.

Also, her hands are plagued with blisters that, after bursting, remain open sores for a long time.

Finally, there's a large new sore on her elbow accompanied by swelling and redness that had me deliberating over an ER visit.

Fortunately, my older daughters were around with counsel and support and we all decided against the ER. Fortunately it was the right call - after a night with the iodine-and-bandage treatment, the area surrounding the wound had subsided.

But we're not out of the woods and the visiting nurse was duly impressed with C.'s elbow when he saw it this morning - and he usually downplays C.'s pressure sores.

These days, I vacillate between acceptance of the gastro's dire prognosis and hope that our optimistic pediatrician knows better: "She'll probably be fine after she's weaned off the VA" he assured us.

We are now down from 700mg/day to 400mg/day of Valproic Acid. I haven't managed to get the Vimpat script yet so we're in risky territory. But I may hold off with it even after I've purchased it. I am dreaming of having C. on cannabis alone and enjoying some pleasant surprises.

Of course that would mean resisting the doctors pushing that Vimpat and I'm not sure I'm up to the challenge.

Just to offset some of this doom and gloom, here's a clip that is bound to send your spirits soaring. .

The liver plot thickens

The good news about C. is scarce these days.

She has still been signing "I want to eat" impressively (by putting her finger in her mouth) and putting the spoon in her mouth until her bowl is empty. But on every other score, she's not doing well. She does her daily MEDEK assisted walking with me - but not nearly as proficiently as she once did.

But most alarming are the awful blood test results which were unchanged today. And along with those, yesterday's ultrasound findings, the outstanding of which were abnormality of texture of the liver and mild to moderate ascites which the pediatrician referred to in his summary as "liver disease".

I can't recall whether I blogged about this but I did notice that C.'s stomach was enlarged and hard about two months ago. Inexplicably, and unforgivably, I brushed it off as insignificant or perhaps weight gain from the dietary changes I'd made on the dietician's recommendation.

There was so much else to tend to that shlepping C. to the pediatrician to have him examine her stomach didn't seem essential. After all, we were sending him photos of her pressure sores which were topping our list of headaches back then. And he didn't urge us to bring her in.

Besides, when we brought her to the wound clinic, she was examined and her fluid retention was declared "to be expected" and "to be ignored". The doctor doing the declaring was an orthopedist and we'd been scheduled to have the vascular specialist examine her.  But when I expressed doubt, the clinic nurse explained  that he was "unavailable". She assured us that this orthopedist was equally competent since all the doctors in the clinic were "one team".

The icing on this catastrophe cake is that after reading the ultrasound summary which we took the initiative of forwarding to C.'s neurologist, she promptly wrote back: "This is beyond the scope of my expertise. You need to talk to your family physician ASAP".

And then came the cherry on the icing: when we asked her whether she had submitted the request to the relevant government licensing office to raise C.'s cannabis dosage which she'd promised to do, she wrote back: "I would stop the cannabis now. There is a problem with her liver and no one knows if this is the cause."

Of course, it's more likely to be related to the valproic acid (which by the way she prescribed). But she isn't buying that theory.

Now I'm afraid she'll request that our license be rescinded.