I have really been struggling the last few days with Parker's health issues. He is doing great with walking and learning new sounds. That is awesome, and I am trying to remember to be grateful and stay in this moment. It is hard to do, though. The whole food issue has been so hard and I hate, hate, hate it. He wants to eat-so bad. I have to say no. I have to tell my child I won't give him any food-and I do not like this at all. I am trying to do the right thing and have really been hesitant to do this surgery on Monday. I talked to one of his therapists and the doctor again. I am going to push it off until later in the summer-if at all. The doctor isn't really sure this is going to help. It should be a simple in and out surgery-but not for Parker. It will be an all day, under general anesthesia. I am not going to subject Parker do a junky day in the hospital to maybe have this work-maybe. I do feel a lot better talking to his therapist and coming up with an in the mean-time plan.
Here it is...I am going to take his pulse-ox and his temperature in the morning and keep a log. Also, will do this before bedtime. Probably for a couple weeks? Then, we are going to meet for a feeding evaluation and go from there. That way-if anything is funny or different, we will know why and have a base line to go from. I would feel more comfortable putting him through this if I had more convincing arguments that this is the way to go.
Also-I have been having a really hard time with his health issues in general. I have to take him in for more labs on Monday. I keep thinking that we have dialysis as an option after these kidneys are used up, but I don't really ever let myself go to the graveness of all of this. This whole kidney disease is hard sometimes. When I think of his whole life ahead of him and all this junk he has to go through. So many things that have come up in time. He is such a happy baby and so very, very sweet. He is coming into his own personality and is very funny! It is hard not to think about the reality of his mortality because of this. This week alone-a little girl who had arpkd passed away over the weekend. It is so heartbreaking. I have a very good friend who has gone through the transplant with her son and is now going through the process with her daughter. I have another friend who lost a little boy last year and is going through the same thing again. It is very hard sometimes-to see the light at the end of the tunnel. I have gotten so angry with God in the last few days...why? It is a question I don't exactly expect an answer to. I just am so angry and sad at what PKD does to families. It is awful and scary.
I would say I do a pretty good job at staying where we need to be mentally and emotionally-but there are times like this when it is hard. It is hard to see the pain inflicted by this disease and the heartache of the families involved. It is hard to put my son through all of this-and it is necessary to keep him alive. Just having a rough day...