Kyle and I are still here at Childen's Mercy in Kansas City. They finally got the first dose of IVIG started last night at 9:30 p.m.
It finished about 3:30 a.m. He slept good and when we got up this morning he was feeling well. We were waiting for the other dose of IVIG and were planning on going home later tonight. After breakfast Kyle started to not feel well. His stomach started to hurt and he became nauseated. Right after they premedicated him for the IVIG treatment he vomited a large amount. Since then he has not felt well. They went ahead and started the IVIG but I doubt we will be going home tonight.
I have been able to spend a lot of time reflecting on where we have been in the last year. In the spring we were worried that Kyle could be getting close to time to have the additional open heart surgery and valve replacement he was going to need. I had noticed he was becoming increasingly short of breath. In June we came to Children's Mercy for a check up and things didn't look too bad. Medication was changed to help Kyle's heart. In August we noticed Kyle was not feeling as well. He had decreased appetite, stomach pain and nausea and vomiting. Several trips to the doctor and and ER visit found enough information to see Kyle was in heart failure. He spent about 5 days before Labor Day in Children's Mercy and again meds were changed but the cardiologists decided Kyle needed to be evaluated in St. Louis by the Transplant team as he was having both right and left sided heart failure. A valve replacement was not going to be the answer.
We went to St. Louis on Oct. 5th planning on spending the week there to get tests done. We were hopeful that other options could be done for Kyle's heart but the thought of a transplant loomed over our heads.
Kyle didn't do well during the cardiac catheterization. They called a "Code Blue" on him but it was only for a short time.
Later that night Dr. Canter took Kenton and I into a small consultation room to tell us what I had feared we would hear.
Dr. Canter put it plain and simple. Kyle's heart was no good and he needed a transplant. He would be put on the transplant list the next morning. When he left the room we broke down and cried and held each other. At that moment our lives changed.
We went from long days at work, kids ballgames and activities and being together at home to living apart, worrying about Kyle's health and waiting. Hospitals have become all too familar. We know what food is good to eat at each one, what the alarms mean and don't even blink at the sound of overhead helicopters.
Kyle received his new heart on Dec. 4th in the middle of the night. The ICU doctors said I was smiling the whole night and I was. We will forever be grateful for the donor's family. I will write them a letter when I can but now it is still too new and fresh.
One journey was over that night as Kyle got his new heart and survived the operation. We are on another journey now. We are trying to help Kyle's body not reject his new heart. We are learning lots of medications, precautions, nutrition and what to expect. Our battle is not yet won so we enter 2009 with grateful hearts but also being very cautious. We met many wonderful people through out our journey and many we will never forget, especially Macy, Luke and their families. What 2009 holds for us remains to be seen but I am thankful to GOD that Kyle is with us.
I want to end by telling you about something that happened to Kyle and I when we were in St. Louis. The week before Christmas I had to take him back to the hospital because he was so sick. His heart was racing and he was miserable. We were sitting outside of radiology, Kyle in a wheel chair, and an attractive well dressed lady came into the department with her toddler.
I noticed her right away. She seemed very happy. As she was leaving she walked by Kyle and stopped, turned around and came back and stood in front of Kyle. She bent down and put her hands on his knees and told him he was going to get better and he would be home for Christmas. She said, " I know you don't believe me, but it will happen and you will remember this lady told you that you would be home for Christmas." I knew how sick Kyle was and as I thanked her I doubted what she said.
We left St. Louis on December 24th and arrived home that evening. I don't know who she was or why she told Kyle what she did without knowing anything about him but I if there are angels truly among us I think she was one.
Thank you for all of your support and prayers in 2008 and may all of you have a blessed and safe 2009.