Blinked and a year flew by!

Next week marks exactly half a year that G has been at secondary school. SECONDARY SCHOOL. I cannot believe it myself.

This past year G has shown how incredibly resilient she is. She’s coped with several big changes: starting on oestrogen patches, moving out of her comfort zone of primary school into the big wide world of senior school, and being diagnosed with autism but to name a few. But here she is nailing life, not letting any label define her. Being her God given self. 

APPOINTMENTS:

- This past 24 hours G has been wearing a heart monitor. It’s just routine, but she’ll be itching to tear the sticky pads off!

- We had our annual visit to Oxford in November to check on G’s bicuspid aortic valve, which is still functioning well. And her mildly dilated aorta is growing at the same rate as she is, so it is still in the safe zone.

- Last month was G’s endocrine appointment. Sadly our paediatrician has now moved on, so we have a new paed who is guided by a visiting endocrine specialist. As always, I went in armed with information from the Turner Syndrome annual conference, and a list of questions, and left with answers and reassurance. Plus she has finally grown!! After 3 years or so of minimal growth (2cm ish per year), she has grown a whopping 5cm in one year! I should think so too after 8 years of daily growth hormone injections, and a boost from the oestrogen. 

G has been on oestrogen patches now for 7 months-1/4 patch for half a week initially, and now 1/4 patch twice a week. The process of introducing oestrogen will take around 2 years, and then progesterone will be added in. Thank goodness I myself am on Hormone Replacement Therapy-I understand most of the jargon! 

- Last week we visited the Ear, Nose and Throat department after appointments being cancelled for the best part of 18 months. Her hearing has improved slightly, and she’s all good for another year. 

- Last spring we returned to the community paediatrician to further pursue a diagnosis of autism. This is something we’d visited previously but as she did not ‘present’ with symptoms in school, we were not successful. Frustratingly, many girls are AMAZING at masking, and for G it wasn’t until she hit year 6 that she could no longer continually keep that mask on. Thankfully, she fully embraces being herself, and both her primary school and her new secondary school have been able to put things in place to allow school to be as comfortable as possible for her. She is so incredibly happy at ‘big school’, real answer to prayer. 

- We are awaiting an osteo appointment as G’s toes are either hyper mobile or possibly growing in a slightly irregular fashion. Hopefully it’s the former-she has hyper mobility in her hands so it would make sense. That said, muscular skeletal issues can occur alongside Turner Syndrome. 

In other news, again we were lucky enough to be gifted a Christmas Day trip by the rare disease trust-Sandcastle Santa. An amazingly generous charity, look them up if you have ten minutes. 

Recently G joined a local theatre group, and took part in her first Panto this Christmas. It was amazing seeing her confidence grow, and her friendships with the cast. 

In June a beautiful Guide Dog Stud dog joined our family. Oh my, the kids adore him. He’s a beautiful, near two-year-old golden retriever and G has designated him her unofficial assistance dog. If only she could take him to the hospital with her. But, his main job is ensuring there are future guide dog pups to train up and become little life changers, so I guess he’s busy enough! 

Finally, March sees G turn 12. TWELVE. Honestly, where is time going? 

As always, we are immensely blessed to have this beautiful babe as our daughter. Still beating all the odds! 

Curve ball

Well more of a horseshoe shape actually. And kidneys, not a ball.

 G had never had a scan of her kidneys until last week. It wasn’t something that had crossed our minds, but at the annual Turner Syndrome Conference last September it was suggested that all girls should have a routine kidney scan.

I relayed this information back to her paediatrician in October, and so G finally had her ultrasound appointment.

I didn’t attend the ultrasound as it was one of my teaching days, and to be honest I wasn’t particularly worried about the findings. So when a message popped up in my smartwatch saying that the sonographer had found G’s kidneys fused together in a horseshoe shape, I was slightly taken aback.

Horseshoe kidneys, which are fused at the bottom, are more common  in Turner Syndrome (as are the 2 heart conditions that G has) but I guess selfishly I had already assumed G had her fill of complications! 

Thankfully, from what we can gather so far the implications are not serious: we need to keep an eye if she struggles with UTIs; her kidneys are slightly lower in her abdomen so in the extreme she receives an abdominal blow then they’ll need to be checked, kidney stone complications and a few other very unlikely issues. Accessing drinks and the toilet whenever required will be important too. 

Apparently horseshoe shape kidneys are more common than I had thought-around 1 in 500, and women are more likely to be affected. It is also more common in a chromosomal abnormality (ie Turner Syndrome, Down syndrome). 

So for now, that’s another piece of medical info that I’ll file away in my brain. Thank goodness for the TS society and their unrivalled knowledge of Turners. 

Other news:

G has struggled with sleep for as long as we can remember. After her confessing how much it stressed her out that she can’t simply drift off to sleep like most, and how tired she is in the morning (her body doesn’t allow her to lie in!), we contacted the paediatrician about melatonin.

Today we collected 3 months supply of liquid melatonin, so hopefully G might take minutes to fall asleep as opposed to hours (and hours!). 

G’s cardiac appointment in Nov confirmed that her bicuspid aortic valve is still functioning well (she has a bicuspid instead of  tricuspid!). Also her slightly widening aorta is only ‘mildly’ dilated. All good for another year! 

Next week we’ll be visiting the community paediatrician to discuss whether G will be diagnosed with autism. Both myself and G are eagerly awaiting this appointment. It will allow for some extra support, especially knowing secondary school is on the horizon this year. I’m not all about labels, but working in education myself I know that sadly support is not afforded unless there is a diagnosis on paper.

This Christmas we were lucky enough to be gifted a trip to Warwick castle light trail by The Sandcastle Trust. It was AMAZING! For any of our TS family who have not accessed Sandcastle Santa before, it really is a gem of a charity. 

Lastly G has some exciting things coming up including her school residential and 11th birthday. Stop growing up! 

Conference and Christmas trees

 2019 is QUITE a long time ago. That’s the last time that we were lucky enough to spend quality time with other Turner Syndrome families, and learn from incredibly knowledgeable, passionate professionals. 

So 2023 annual conference was going to be emotional….. we came away from our day at the October conference exhausted, elated, happy-hearted, brain overloaded and so incredibly thankful for such an amazing charity. G was 6 years old when she last attended, and now at the ripe old age of 10 she’s so much more aware of her condition and keen to spend time with other girls who experience life as she does. 

I came away armed with a plethora of information, which soon came in handy as we attended G’s six-monthly endocrine appointment. We discussed her transition on to hormone replacement therapy-in particular the age at which we start her on the treatment (which is something that myself and her endocrinologist have disagreed over in the past). HRT will bring on puberty for G, and over the course of 2.5 years will allow her to develop in the same way as her peers via oestrogen and progesterone patches/pills. Due to TS, her body does not naturally produce enough of the sex hormones. 

We also discussed certain scans and blood tests that G should be having but perhaps have not been known about by her local consultants. A kidney scan is first on the list. 

Lastly we discussed  how to proceed given that G’s growth is still fairly stagnant (and has been for over 2 years DESPITE incremental increases in her daily growth injections). Her IGF1 levels for growth hormone have always been at the very top end of normal, so yet again with another increase just prescribed we need to be incredibly vigilant for side effects like headaches which could indicate a more serious condition. 

Next week we have our annual cardiac visit to John Radcliffe, Oxford. Hopefully G’s bicuspid aortic valve is behaving and her aorta has not dilated any further since her MRI. A local hospital appointment is on the calendar for tomorrow, which we almost forgot. Oct/Nov seems to be busy appointment wise! 

Speaking earlier of amazing charities, we have been gifted a Christmas treat at Warwick Castle from The Sandcastle Trust’s Sandcastle Santa this December. Another amazing charity that do wonderful things for people with rare chromosomal disorders. Not forgetting to mention that it was a local charity that paid for us to attend the TS conference, for which we are eternally grateful. 

Lastly (and less importantly but more excitingly), we picked our Christmas tree yesterday! Oh shush you Grinches…

As always G amazes us daily: her resilience, humour, passion for reading and love for her family. Thank God for such a superstar 💜 Oh and I think she wants a cat… 

Where did 2022 go?

 Until this evening, when I was prompted about this blog, I have to admit that it had totally slipped my mind. For a LONG time. But I was reminded that many people have followed our beautiful girl’s story for a long time, and are keen to know how she is…

Since I last posted, G has leapt from 8 to 10 years old. DOUBLE DIGITS. She had her first MRI, attended her first ever sleepover at girl guiding camp, achieved several medals in gymnastics and passed several stages at swim school, almost completed year 5 at school, had the pleasure of being flower girl for her auntie (soon to be flower girl for her uncle) and moved house-counties actually. 

Medical updates:

- Endocrinology: G has been having her routine bloods, and her most recent set showed she is negative for coeliac disease (something we’d queried for quite some time due to its prevalence in Turner Syndrome). Her IGF1 levels, which indicate the amount of growth hormone in her body, were stable if not at the high end. However her height has tailed off over the past 12-24 months, with her most recent 6 monthly check showing she’d barely grown a centimetre. As a result, her daily injection dosage has increased in the hope that we see a difference over the next 6 months.

- Growth hormone shortage: there has been a world wide shortage of G’s growth hormone Norditropin, meaning we’ve had to swap to a different growth pen. Thankfully it’s been a fairly simple transition, the only issue being that her new injection vials cannot be left out of the fridge for more than 30 minutes. Her previous pen, which she’d been on for 6 years, could stay at room temperature for up to 21 days (she had a new pen every 14 days, so that made life very easy!). 

- Cardiology: G had her annual cardiac scans in November, and it was decided that they wanted a clearer picture of her heart via an MRI. She has a bicuspid aortic valve, but it was also discovered that her aorta is widening slightly. This is common in TS, but must be monitored as there is a risk of dissection, so they wanted a 3D view. G was a superstar during her MRI in January-confined spaces, loud noises and the unknown are 3 things she does not deal well with, yet she nailed it!

The results of the MRI showed what her consultant already knew, and thankfully they are happy to continue monitoring her annually. However it was discovered that she had an incidental finding on her lungs. She is having a follow-up chest x-ray next week to see if that ‘cloudy patch’ that they found has cleared up. It is likely that she had an infection around the time of her MRI, but we all want to be sure. 

In other news…

G’s most recent parents evening was fantastic; we couldn’t have been prouder of our book-loving, endearing, maturing girl. 

Gymnastics continues to be a passion of hers, as does reading (the local library in our new town is one of her favourite hangouts).

Gluten and wheat is making a regular appearance in her diet nowadays, with little repercussions, and she’s very much enjoying crumpets, biscuits and French stick. 

We lost our beloved Winston back in March, so our family has been adjusting to life without our beloved  springador. Winston used to be G’s protector when she was a babe, that and her go-to toy for pulling/grabbing/chewing and poking! In more recent years G adored spending time stoking him, and generally chilling together. He’s missed beyond measure. 

Finally, we’ve been lucky enough to secure funding from a local charity to attend the Turner Syndrome conference this September! Due to Covid, the conference has been postponed for the past 3 years, so we cannot be happier to be day delegates at such an important event. 

I am sure  that so much more has happened since the last post in Dec 2021, but the most important fact is that G is happy, healthy and quite frankly a remarkable young girl whom we are lucky enough to be blessed with. 

Happy heart

 And breathe….. we’ve finally finished school for the Christmas holidays and whilst we are all exhausted, our hearts are happy.

G visited her cardiac specialist last month in Oxford, and her routine checks reassured us that everything is well in the heart department. She will always have her bicuspid aortic valve (it should be a tri valve, like a Mercedes’ badge) but it’s functioning well and needs no intervention currently. 

An MRI is still on the cards as it is imperative that they see the heart functioning in 3D, but equally they hope to get G to an age where she can have this procedure without being knocked out! 

Her routine endocrinology appointment was cancelled last month, so we are still awaiting a replacement appointment. Whilst it’s not urgent, it is important for them to have up-to-date knowledge of G’s height, her bloods and her growth hormone levels in her body.

We also wanted to ask when we can start injecting G into her thigh or tummy as opposed to her derrière. Though given how slim and muscly she is, I’m not sure any injection site will be particularly pain-free. She’s been on her daily injections for a few months shy of 5 years now, and although she’d stop it in a heartbeat, she understands the implications of doing so. Her growth hormone not only aids her height so that she may reach the lofty height of five foot, but also helps her bones, her muscles and her heart. We thank God for this costly yet vital treatment, which is free to G on the NHS.

Another important topic of conversation over the next year or so will be when they can investigate the development of G’s womb, and her ovaries. With full Turner Syndrome (as opposed to mosaic) it is incredibly unlikely that her ovaries will be functioning but it’s important for them to be scanned.

In other news, Daddy finally succumbed to Covid and tested positive a few weeks back. Thankfully he had no symptoms and stayed well. So that is all 4 of us now. Hopefully the Covid antibodies, plus 3 vaccinations will be enough to safely see us through the winter. And a vaccination may be on the cards for G in the not-too-distant future if she is categorised as one of the vulnerable 5-11 year olds that a vaccination has recently been developed for.

Lastly, we were recently lucky enough to enjoy a trip on the Santa Express at Great Central Railway courtesy of the Sandcastle Trust. G and H had the best time! We’re very grateful to this amazing charity who gift to children/families of those with rare diseases. Huge thanks Sandcastle Trust ❤️

We wish everyone a restful Christmas, and hope that 2022 is filled with love and kindness. 

Covid, holidays and a new school year

 Covid finally caught up with us at the very end of the summer term. I’ve always been nervous of how G would cope with covid, more so her body and heart. That said she wasn’t in the at risk category, so it was only my own anxious mind going ten to the dozen.

The penultimate week of term G vomited and had a temperature. Now this is totally the norm for her-it happens every 8 weeks or so, and is usually associated with tiredness (for the last two years now we’ve been querying cyclical vomiting syndrome or abdominal migraines). She was isolating anyway due to her year group having a Coronavirus outbreak but it was only when another mum texted to say her son had vomited and then tested positive that we decided to book a PCR test. 24 hours later….POSITIVE. I crumbled, my greatest fears of the past 15 months enveloped me. Thank God, G was ok. Forty eight hours and she was back to her fun loving self. Myself and H then went on to test positive, with differing symptoms (sore throat, head cold, and eventually the loss of taste and smell) but we too recovered in relatively short time. Daddy escaped. We’re both double jabbed, so no rhyme or reason.

So the aforementioned meant that our summer holidays started 10 days early. We were grateful for beautiful weather and a garden to enjoy it in, for family and friends sending supplies and that we were lucky enough to be vaccinated and thus no doubt suffered far less.

The summer holidays had soon whizzed by in a blur of play dates, park visits, a trip to Legoland, playing in her Uncle’s converted camper, a first on the dodgems, candy floss, and a beach day. Before we knew it we were preparing for another year at the juniors for G and H starting infant school. 

G has settled in well with her new class, has gelled with her teacher, and has been getting the time she requires to do her Occupational Therapy exercise within the school week.

Appointments:

We’ve had none. We love a dry spell of appointments!! 

G has her paediatrician and endocrinologist at the beginning of November, as well as her annual heart scans. We were told to expect an MRI this year as they really need a more detailed picture of her heart and her bicuspid aortic valve, so that may require a return trip to Oxford just before Christmas.

We have received the full report from the educational psychologist which we found very enlightening. G is a babe who is verbally gifted-you only need to have a conversation with her to realise that. But I’ve always said her verbal ability and what she gets down on paper just don’t marry up. Well the Ed Psych’s assessments finally proved that-well above average verbal capabilities and less than average processing speed. BOOM. Doesn’t a mother always know? Some recommendations have been sent to school but for now, as she copes, little will be implemented. But it’s in black and white for if and when she doesn’t. 

Everything that we have achieved over the past 9 months has been a battle, but one worth fighting. The occupational therapy diagnosis of hyper mobility and visual perception issues, along with the Ed Psych’s diagnosis of high verbal capabilities yet low processing speed would have all be missed. We may not have had the outcome we expected from the ASD team, but we don’t need labels, just an awareness. ‘She copes, we don’t see any issues, she is working at expected levels’. Yes my friends, but do you understand how tricky it can be for her to do this? To not blow her lid all day, to continuously copy from the board to her book when her visual-motor skills are poor, to focus so hard on beautiful handwriting to strive to achieve that pen licence she so desperately desires despite hyper mobility of her fingers? She is an absolute trooper. Our trooper. I’ll always be her advocate 💜 

I like orange squash but only THAT orange squash

 Sometimes I forget how sensitive G is to texture, taste and smell. Assuming she’d discovered a new flavour of squash she liked (as opposed to just apple and blackcurrant), I poured her a glass of orange squash, only to be greeted with a sour face and ‘no I only liked the type Nanny had’. Ahh so that will be Robinsons then and not Asda’s own. Duly noted. 

I’d also been wondering why she was leaving fresh OJ some days, and devouring it on others. It transpires that she can only drink fresh OJ straight from the fridge. The moment it warms up by a few degrees then she can’t handle the taste. 

The above are just a few little insights into a variety of sensory sensitivities that G has. But you know what-she’s decisive, she likes what she likes and we know where we stand!! I’d love to be that decisive...

From nothing to the everything

G has had a variety of assessments recently. Firstly an online assessment for autism  (one hour, over Teams - no I’m not convinced either), an assessment for ADHD (suggested by the autism team not ourselves) and is also awaiting an assessment by an educational psychologist at school next week. It has taken years to get to this point, but I’m pleased we’re being heard.

Now don’t get me wrong, I’m not after labels at all. The all encompassing medical diagnosis of Turner Syndrome ensures that G will have a lifetime of support, but purely medical. And as I’ve found out over the years, only when you fight. Only last week did Ear, Nose and Throat try to discharge G off their books for the umpteenth time, not appreciating  that girls and ladies with TS need a lifetime of multi-disciplinary care. 

The ADHD testing showed G did not hit the criteria required but that didn’t surprise me. I feel her impulsive, fidgety tendencies are more about seeking proprioceptive input and craving movement and stimulation than attention deficit disorder. 

Interestingly her two year awaited occupational therapy appointment was an eye opener and highlighted far more than I’d expected: hyper mobility of joints and visual-perception processing problems (yep we had to Google it too!). G’s scoring in this area was way below average-that is her ability to receive, interpreting and acting upon Information received via her eyes. Not an eyesight problem, but more so your brain knowing how to act upon what it’s just seen. The above has been highlighted in a report to ourselves and school, and school are in the process of putting the recommendations in place to best support G. I’m incredibly glad that I fought for that particular assessment.  

Gymnastics galore 

G has been obsessed with gymnastics since lockdown began, even earning a Blue Peter sport badge for trying a new hobby. Three weeks ago G finally joined a gymnastics club and she couldn’t be happier. Maybe that hyper mobility could prove beneficial!

No more tears 

G had her regular bloods taken and for the first time EVER did not cry. Super proud of her. She’s been jabbed every single day since the age of 4 with hormone injections, and blood tests would send her over the edge. Not anymore. You go girl ❤️

So that’s a wrap... she’s a happy bunny at the moment, and so are we. Happy that we’re blessed to have G and H. 

8 whole years of our miracle

Where did those 8 years go? And what an incredible young girl she has become-fiesty, funny, caring, not to mention lego-obsessed. 

After sharing G’s story with some friends from church today, I quietly reflected on my thankfulness for our babe. During this time I was reminded of my pregnancy and how one consultant didn’t believe I’d still be pregnant by the time I returned for my next appointment 4 weeks later. Oh how wrong she was. It was a good job we believed. G smashed the odds, God smashed the odds!

School’s out of lockdown : G has been to school during lockdown as she had keyworker status due to my job in education. Whilst I was somewhat nervous given that the whole country had been plunged back into a national lockdown, I knew it was the right move for G. She needs routine, stability and not me as her teacher! So the return to school this week wasn’t really a big deal, except that she no longer had 11 in her form, she had a full class of friends again. 

It’s not what you know, it’s who: After nearly 2 years of being on the waiting list for an autism assessment, and an occupational therapy appointment to address concerns over fine motor skills, I took matters into my own hands and wrote a letter to our local community paediatrician team. It was a known fact that we’d somehow ‘dropped off the system’ but nearly 2 years on nothing had been done to rectify that. 

Within two days I had a phonecall, which resulted in a telephone appointment that day, and an occupational therapy assessment and autism assessment were both confirmed for later this month. 

The wonderful paediatrician taking on our case and fighting our corner? Only a mother of two children that I taught a few years back. I shouldn’t be celebrating the fact that the system was slightly broken and that it took someone who (by chance) knew me, but boy I’m incredibly grateful. She’s vowed to take us on and ensure we get all that we need. Though I’m not convinced as to what results an assessment for autism via Teams will yield... 

Upside down and round and round: G is an absolute sensory seeker, she craves movement. Her ultimate 8th birthday gift  was a spinning, pink office chair for her bedroom. Though I’m not sure she will ever stay still long enough to be able work at her desk on it! If she’s not zooming round in circles on her chair, she’s upside down on the sofa or bed or floor perfecting her headstands and handstands. Her enrolment in gymnastics after lockdown cannot come soon enough. 

No caravanning for G: For the second March running, we’ve not been able to take our annual trip to G’s beloved holiday park. The effects of COVID have been far more devastating for so many families, so in the grand scheme of life it’s no biggy. It’s just it’s G’s happy place, and she’s a creature of habit.

‘We’re Brownie Guides we’re Brownie Guides we’re here to lend a hand.....’ After nearly a year at Brownies, and having never physically attended, G was finally enrolled in Brownies! We had a zoom enrolment complete with the Brownie promise but sadly no toadstool. Next stop, attending an actual real session with real people and no computers.  Hopefully, eventually. 

That’s us for now, eternally thankful 💜

Actual real life, face to face appointments!

As G missed a few appointments during the initial phases of lockdown, we had a stack of clinics to attend once it was safe to do so. And over the recent summer months as the COVID stats got better, it was safe to do so...

Heart - We did worry this one would be postponed again, but thankfully the start of the 2nd lockdown is still a few days away, so G attended with daddy. This annual appointment is in Oxford, and usually we'd both go but due to COVID restrictions, and H's nursery hours, I didn't go. I HATED IT! I've been there for every heart appointment at John Radcliffe since birth, infact before birth, so I was more than a little uneasy about not attending. Thankfully nothing significant had changed since her ECG and scan last year. Next year however she will her her first ever MRI so that they can get an exact picture of her heart in general, get a clearer view of her bicuspid aortic valve, and take accurate measurements. I will be there for that one.

Ears - G is due a hearing test ASAP as she has been having some problems with her bad ear, namely random temperatures in JUST her bad ear. There has been no real explanation offered for this occurrence so hopefully the next appointment will shed some light on it.

Endocrine - We missed our 6 monthly paediatric endocrine appointment this April, and were due to have our joint clinic with the visiting consultant last month. Said consultant did not visit, but we did get to meet with G's paediatrician who was able to give us enough information to keep us satisfied. She is growing, WOOHOO, always the main goal! 7cm in 12 months, which again falls within the normal range of 5-8cm. Her growth hormone levels are higher than normal, but they always are. So long as we are monitoring for any undesirable (and potentially dangerous side effects), then she is able to stay at her current level of growth hormone. She still regularly tells us that she doesn't want her daily injection, but she definitely is far more aware of the benefits. 

Community paediatrician - I recently called the community paediatric team for an update, and we are on a waiting list of 300+ at the moment. 300 who need either a school visit or a clinic assessment from the ASD team. We're not far off being at the 2 year mark of when we first started the process and we haven't progressed very far. No real problem with this, but it would be good to to speak to someone at some point. 

In other news

G is back in school and was loving it! Initially she couldn't wait to get back. Four months into home schooling and breaking up for the summer couldn't have come soon enough - neither me or G were fond of the idea anymore. She was desperate to get back into school and see her friends. Though her desire to return stemmed more from the anxiety over the unknown: her new classroom, new classmates and new teacher. After all she was not only transitioning from one class to the next, but from infants to juniors, and one school building to another. Transition in any normal school year is a big thing for her, so a transition that wasn't going to be physically possibly resulted in a lot of what if's for G. Fast forward to two weeks at home for half term, and a lovely break at her favourite caravan site in Norfolk, and she's back to not wanting to go to school. Took longer than I thought for the novelty to wear off!

G moved up to Brownies from Rainbows during lockdown. Of course, this is all taking place over Zoom but it was an exciting milestone for her.

The Turner Syndrome Support Society held a mini Zoom kids club meet last weekend, which G loved. We attend the annual UK TS conference every year, and whilst this year would have been our first year of not attending (the UK were due to be hosting the international conference in July), we still felt a tinge of sadness come October. For us, October is all about the Turner Syndrome conference! It's such an uplifting and important event. So much so that many of us start counting down at the end of the summer. But Arlene and the society did organise a zoom kids club, which included a magician, and was wonderful for the girls. The giggles that were coming from the kitchen on Sunday morning were such a joy to hear (G loves a classic, slapstick comedian/magician!). We cannot WAIT to attend the next conference.

COVID-19 thus far has not affected us personally as a family, but I know that thus far are probably the key words. We did not need to shield for G, and her heart condition was the only real concern but even then it was not significant enough to need to shield. That said it worries me most days, but then that's just general COVID and anxiety for all of our family and friends, not TS specific. Not specific to me. 

So that is us, that is G. We are ok, more than ok most days. We are taking a day at a time, and we are remembering to always be grateful for what we have. 

Lockdown!

Welcome to week 10 of lockdown in our household! G is in her element (namely NOT at school), I have realised I’m better at teaching a class of 30 than my own 7 year old, and H just wants to go to the farm to see his friends!

How is G coping in lockdown?
SHE LOVES IT! She really doesn’t like school, has massive anxieties and her sleep is greatly affected when she’s at school. Since lockdown began she’s been asleep by 8:30 most nights-MIRACLE..... she doesn’t come downstairs a gazillion times each evening, and I don’t have huge meltdowns getting her out of the door in the mornings. That said, she is a nightmare to teach!! Some days we are lucky to get 30 minutes done. As maths is her weakest subject, and my primary teaching specialism, maths is our main aim. 5 days a week of 1-2-1 maths for 15/20 minutes and I’m happy. Sometimes we get some writing and reading done, maybe even spellings (not all on the same day though!).

As for the rest, we do gardening, cooking, painting, growing vegetables, woodland walks, woodwork, art, gymnastics, singing, bashing the piano, applying for Blue Peter badges and lots more. Not in a bragging way, in a ‘this is what we’d normally do’ way. And don’t be fooled, inbetween each and every one of those activities is bickering, fighting, talking back, screen time, more bickering, bossing around and general sass!! Oh, and I’M HUNGRY more times than I can count. I’m sure the food bill has doubled!

What have we missed?
G had a fair few appointments scheduled this past few months, so we instead had 1 rescheduled (ears), and 2 phone appointments. One phone appointment replaced G’s annual heart scan, NOT ideal, but couldn’t be helped. We usually make a fairly lengthy journey to Oxford John Radcliffe for her heart checks, but a phone appointment to check nothing untoward is happening resulted in a rescheduling for October. October is looking fairly busy now-Ears, Heart, a rearranged birthday present to watch one of G’s favourite kids bands, a holiday (we hope!), a wedding and an endocrine paediatric appointment.

The other phone appointment was our long awaited-14 months-with the community paediatric consultant to discuss G’s traits of Autism and ADHD. The phone call with a rather upset consultant revealed that we literally had fallen off their radar and we need to start the whole process again. AGGHHHHHHHH! She was incredibly apologetic, and herself disappointed in the process, but I guess at least we are on the right track again.

We’ve also missed several weddings and hen dos,  a few mini breaks including to G’s favourite caravan site, and a number of birthdays and celebrations. But it’s ok. We’re ok. Some days we’re amazing. Some days we’re not, but that’s normal right? Totally. We have each other, and health. We have loving family and incredible neighbours. Talk about community spirit! I’m even managing church online and recording the odd bit of piano when I can. It’s good, it’s positive. And when it’s not that’s ok too.

So, to continued lockdown, to a few more muted birthday celebrations, but also perhaps even to a little bit of normality again soon...... 

On this day 7 years ago...

I’m currently on my social media amnesty for lent, but my hubby reliably informs me that social media has reliably informed him that seven years ago today we finally brought our little miracle home from hospital after a rather crazy 6 days, well 6 months really...from finding out our unborn babe had Turner Syndrome, to an anxious pregnancy, a rather traumatic birth and a rollercoaster week after.

So this evening as G reminisced over a wonderful afternoon she’d had with friends and family (fuelled by cake, haribo, glitter tattoos and dance music), I reminisced over those moments when we were finally given the all clear to bring little G home from special care. Reminisced, and prayed prayers of thanksgiving.

Every year the memories fade....the memories of the frightening emergency caesarean. The desperation we felt when she didn’t come out crying. The heart-sinking moment two days after she was born when we realised we really weren’t out of the woods yet as she was wheeled away to the special baby care unit for transfusions and tests and scans. The nights I slept on the maternity ward without my baby beside me when all around me were with theirs- screaming their tiny little lungs out. Those memories are replaced each day, week, year, with the joy and pride and gratitude we feel at every milestone she hurdles. And this week, that was the joy of our beautiful babe turning 7. Seven. How?! She also reached the next mile on her times table test too, which was worth a celebratory dance as Maths is not a subject she takes a great deal of joy in. It’s often the cause of many tears Infact!

So as we head into a new year for G, we look forward to everything that her seventh year has in store: being a flower girl for her Auntie, more holidays to her favourite caravan, some time beside the sea this summer, becoming a junior in September, continuing with her love of reading, and much more. I’ve no doubt that it’ll also see LOTS more sibling squabbles, lots of sleepless nights, anxiety, hospital appointments and general seven year old woes. But through it all, we’ll remain eternally thankful for the miracle that is you little G. ❤️

We've been a little quiet

….but we are ok! It's only because I have been attempting to juggle a fair few plates, and quite frankly I have dropped quite a lot! So after 3 months of radio silence, I thought an update was LONG overdue.

Happy New Year first and foremost!

G had the most wonderful Christmas - lots of family time, lots of food, lots of films, and lots of time off school. I think the latter was the highlight for her, but come January 6th the structure and routine of school was much needed (even though she may not have been able to comprehend that).

November and December gave G a respite from appointments, which again was another highlight.

What's coming up?

In the next few weeks we have an appointment with G's paediatrician to look at her growth and general wellbeing. For us, we'll be most interested in the growth as it had slowed down last time, and as a result her daily dosage of growth hormone was increased.

She is also due an eye test next week, and it's almost certain that she will need a new prescription (the only part she's excited about is picking new frames!). During the last test the optician informed us that her prescription needed to change a fair bit but that her eyes weren't coping with it during the tests. So it was going to be done in 2 stages over 6 months and stage 2 therefore is next week. Not necessarily Turner Syndrome related, more mummy and daddy related. Given that 3 of us wear glasses, little H is also keen to get in on the act. He pinches G's glasses at every given opportunity. He has his very own eye test the week after next.

G TURNS 7...now it's not quite round the corner, but she is counting down the days and given my recent form I am unlikely to blog again between now and March! High heels, a stainless steel water bottle and 'something Vtech' are on the list.

In April we have a heart scan in Oxford, and a hearing test to check if her hearing has declined. But they are far enough into the future that she isn't panicking about them. She now has a calendar to keep a check of important dates - her request.

We have been awaiting an appointment with regards to G possibly sitting on the Autistic Spectrum. After an initial referral made by school 10 months ago, we are still waiting. It's ok though, it's not desperate, it won't change anything. We know that G has many traits of ASD, however it would be good at some point to have the input of a professional so that we can put any additional support in place if and when it is required.

More imminent is half term, which of course she is counting down to because as she tells us most days - she doesn't like school. She may not like it, but she's doing great, and is especially excelling at reading. Our girl can devour books, and still loves nothing more than her bedtime stories and snuggles with us all  <3

I am sure that I have missed a SHED load off of the above, but my memory is not what it once was. Most importantly G is happy and healthy (only a few germs over the holidays, not an ear infection in sight). She adores her little brother  and she continues to make us super proud parents.

Who knew?

We're always learning, and I LOVE that about life. Every day really is a school day! So today's post is dedicated to things that I have learnt since my last blog, including some amazing things from our time at the annual Turner Syndrome conference earlier this month.

My most recent revelation came towards the end of  24 hour stint in hospital for G.
WHO KNEW THAT TONSIL INFLAMMATION COULD PRESENT AS SIMILAR SYMPTOMS TO APPENDICITIS?! After being in such severe pain that at times she was unable to walk, the urgent care Dr sent us straight to A&E with suspected appendicitis. That accompanied with a fever, nausea and pain in a very specific location, appendicitis seemed the most logical option.
Only it wasn't.
Inflamed tonsils (which did not hurt G one iota) was suggested as the root cause, and that was that. We returned home earlier today :)

WHO KNEW THAT G WOULD MAKE IT ALL THE WAY TO SIX AND A HALF YEARS OLD WITHOUT AN OVERNIGHT HOSPITAL ADMISSION?! The amount of times we frequented the urgent care centre, and the pediatric assessment unit, it's a wonder how we haven't been admitted before. That  said I'm awfully glad we hadn't...The screaming which accompanied the insertion and removal of the cannula was quite something, and the bed I slept on pulled down out of a cupboard.  I spent the entire night waiting to be catapulted back in-comedy style!

WHO KNEW THAT IN HER REVIEW WITH THE SCHOOL FAMILY SUPPORT WORKER, G WOULD TALK OF HER LOVE OF SCHOOL AND REEL OFF A LIST OF FRIENDS?! Don't get me wrong, from our perspective it can still be really tricky getting her to school. But this half term really hasn't been that bad at all (with a fantastic parents evening too). Well done G <3

WHO KNEW THAT THE PREVALENCE OF A BICUSPID AORTA VALVE IS AROUND 1 IN 300 OF THE GENERAL POPULATION, YET IT IS AROUND 30% IN TURNER SYNDROME?! We had an incredibly informative talk from Professor Bernard Keavney at the conference this year. G's biuspid aortic valve is currently monitored on a yearly basis, and currently presents no concerns. However, due to the potential risk it could pose, we have picked up some more medic style cards which the Turner Syndrome Support Society kindly produce free of charge. These can then be handed to an emergency services worker in the event that G should present with chest pains or shortness of breath.

WHO KNEW THAT LITTLE G WOULD PERFORM THE WHOLE OF THE JUNIOR DANCE IN THE SATURDAY NIGHT SHOW AT CONFERENCE?! Every year we have willed her on on, we've cheered, we've supported, but the anxiety has been too overwhelming for her. This year she did it! I could have cried (I think I did!). We were so proud of our beautiful little miracle.

WHO KNEW THAT FAILING AT SOMETHING COULD ACTUALLY NOT BE FAILURE AT ALL?! This one's for me (and probably lots of you too).....I failed at something that I considered quite BIG last week, a teaching job interview. Only I realised that I didn't fail, it just wasn't right for me. I knew it wasn't right, I had an instinct, but I needed to check. So actually I succeeded in getting one step closer to knowing what does and doesn't work for me, my health and my family.

In other news:

- Our recent Ear, Nose and Throat appointment was a time of great anxiety for G. Generally, at each appointment she has a hearing test and then we find out whether grommets are imminent. Thankfully, yet again we have been told that she is safe for another 6 months.

-As always, the Turner Syndrome conference was a pure delight. The wisdom, the education, the support, the squeals of delight from the girls who have been counting down to seeing their besties, the Saturday night show - no words <3
Honestly if the love and support that is given/shared/shown by the TS family had a red aura around it, then the conference venue would have been visible from space!

- We have a film night on Friday, G literally cannot wait. She now loves a good film, I mean she'll generally watch the same film twenty billionty times, but we can't complain. I'm opting for Beauty and the Beast, not sure if that's top of Daddy's list though...

I just want to stay at home!

Since I last blogged our beautiful G has finished Year 1, had the most wonderful summer break, got some new glasses, had a paediatrician visit, had a CAMHS mental health assessment, had a full set of blood tests, spent the best part of a week in a wetsuit (with a pretty special tan to match), and most recently become incredibly anxious about her return to school. 

This summer has been crammed full of family time: two whole weeks of Daddy time, every single day with mummy and H, and a week in Cornwall with my family. G has absolutely ADORED this. For her - family is everything, and various health professionals have gone as far as to suggest she struggles with separation anxiety. So 6 weeks and 2 days down the line, and it doesn’t take a genius to work out that G’s greatest angst is the return to school. 

As routine is key, and change is the enemy, the start of a new school year is always going to be a tricky one to navigate. Thankfully one element of change has been removed by fact that G is having the same teacher again this year. Different classroom, different children, but same teacher. A small win for G. We are ready for the morning with prayers, the promise of after school treats, morning  routine chart, a scrummy breakfast and a calming colouring sheet. Watch this space!

This summer we’ve realised that G genuinely is at her happiest and most carefree when she is by the sea. Wetsuit on and curls flowing freely in the sea air, G is a picture of joy. And that makes us all happy. A week in Cornwall was the tonic that was needed, as it is every year. But for G that release is needed more frequently....We spoke a lot this summer about our dream of owning a VW Transporter so that after a tough week of school, we could just take off on a Friday evening and head to the sea to allow G’s stresses and anxieties to just melt away. Sadly for now the reality of mummy not doing her ‘proper job’ anymore means that the ‘camping in the VW by the sea each weekend’ dream, remain just that. FOR NOW.

In other news:

* G has grown! Though according to her endocrine paediatrician, only by an ADEQUATE amount (just over 4cm). As a result, we were ordered to increase the dosage of G’s daily growth hormone injection. But... after I had pointed out her recent blood results had shown borderline high/too high growth hormone levels, only a small dosage increase was agreed. Not sure why it took me to point that out, but heyho. 

* As G has struggled with high anxiety for quite some time, our paediatrician had decided to make a referral to the Children and Adolescent Mental Health Services. Now I’d already been given a heads up by a different paediatrician (whose children I happen to have taught) that if there is anything ‘else’ going on with your child, then CAMHS will often pass the buck. I remained open minded and we were seen fairly quickly for the assessment (very handy having that friend whose children I taught...). HOWEVER, as G’s  school have made a referral to the Autism team, and due to G’s diagnosis of Turner Syndrome, the CAMHS team felt that we ought to continue down the current lines of enquiry. They felt her anxiety was linked to her TS and most likely Autistic Spectrum traits. I guess this one can be viewed as a ticking the box exercise. 

* G has new glasses. This was very exciting news in our household! It was her first ever time at a regular opticians as all of her previous appointments had been hospital based. She did get the classic tummy aches and panic, but she did incredibly well for her first eye test.  Her prescription had changed which meant two new pairs of glasses. If only she was still that excited 5 weeks on...

*  G finally loves a film. We only have a small selection of vetted films as there are so many elements of film that can cause anxiety-music changes, baddies, bright lights, sudden sounds, sadness but to name a few. But this is a huge step. The most recent additions to the safe list are The Little Mermaid and Charlie and The Chocolate Factory. 

So that’s us up to date, I think. I’m not sure how I managed to miss a July and August blog. Far too much family time fun ❤️

Ooooo and did I mention that we are on the countdown to the Turner Syndrome Annual conference? EEEEEEEEEEEEK! I just seem to have failed in my mission this year to secure full funding for the conference. That will most certainly not be stopping us from attending the best gig in town with THE best extended family though. Too precious and important an opportunity to miss. 

Love you G!! 

Celebrate our beauties!!

21st June 2019....Turner Syndrome Awareness Day


THURSDAY 27TH SEPTEMBER 2012...The day our life flip turned upside down (and not in a fresh prince of Bel Air kind of way!). The day we received the diagnosis that our unborn baby had MONOSOMY X ~ Turner Syndrome. Support was limited, Google was a scarefest, and all that stuck in our minds was that our baby was most likely to die. 

Fast forward nearly 7 years, and oh my we have the MOST incredible girl: fiery, funny, loving, stubborn, athletic, caring, cake-monster, vocab beyond her years, and sporting the most beautiful curly bonce. We couldn't be any luckier, and thank God for giving such a gift to us as a family. 

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So, you all know how passionate we are about Turner Syndrome/our little G/our Turner Syndrome family....pretty please just do one thing for us over the next 24 hours - refresh yourselves on what Turner Syndrome is and perhaps share your knowledge with someone you know!

Much love xx

P.S. Our little G is doing amazingly well - an ENT appointment tomorrow to make a decision on grommets, and then 4 remaining weeks at school in Year 1 ! How time flies. 

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Watch this, pretty please <3  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rXAR5nqXDkQ


BACK TO AN OLD POST FROM 2012...

Our Turner Syndrome Q & A

Was it something that we 'did' ? Almost instantly we found out the answer to this was no, it was pure fluke or whatever you wish to call it.

How many pregnancies does it affect? Around 1 in 2500.

Will it happen to us again? The chances are extremely slim.

Will our child be able to live a 'normal' life? Many people with Turner Syndrome go on to live a happy and fulfilled life. They will face some challenges that others don't, but to what extent will depend.

If the pregnancy makes it past half way are the chances of survival better? There are no statistics to support this. In fact, no statistics other than 98/99% end in miscarriage or stillbirth, seemed to exist. That one keeps haunting me. 

How many people in the uk have Turner Syndrome? Around 10,000

So you may be wondering what Turner Syndrome is, or involves. We won't go in to great detail here as many pages (such as NHS and TSSSuk) will have much better info. For us the key info is:

• Our baby is a GIRL- yay!
• She is missing one of the sex chromosomes, so only has 1 x in pair 23
• She will have growth problems, without treatment most girls are between 4ft 4 and 4ft 10 at full height (though as her daddy is a shortie-no one will guess!)
• She will need hormone treatment, possibly injections, possibly for much of childhood and teen years
• She will have fertility issues
• Heart problems are a potentially major complication during pregnancy, and possibly after

There is a list longer than my arm of other potential problems -speech, ears, maths, spatial, social...... HOWEVER these are only potential problems, and could also affect Joe Bloggs.

Mercedes badges and hearts

G has an incredible memory. As a toddler she’d know most of the car makers, along with their respective symbols/badges, including the Mercedes badge.

The Mercedes symbol was used as a visual aid for us at G’s heart scan last March as a way of explaining a slight abnormality of her aortic valve (a valve allowing a one-way system for the blood to flow from the lower heart chamber through to the body). That valve has 3 segments, as symbolised by said carmakers badge, but in G’s case one of the three segments seemed to be smaller.
So when we returned to the cardiologist this month, we knew that this would be of particular interest. What we hadn’t anticipated was that it was a little more serious than just being slightly smaller-it transpired that two of the segments (the smaller one and it’s buddy next door) were working as one, meaning the valve itself was working with two parts (bi), not three. Thus G has a BICUSPID AORTIC VALVE.

Thankfully we have the calmest, most softly spoken, reassuring consultant that I have ever had the pleasure of meeting, and she instantly put our mind at ease.....
* Despite the above, the valve is working as it should, and is not allowing any blood to flow back through (regurgitate)
* Bicuspid valves are actually one of the more common conditions in non Turner Syndrome patients too. I won’t need to fight for care, or research it and educate others.
* G will have regular, and life long care for her heart. Period. No ‘how often should she be seen?’ or even ‘should she be seen?’ as sadly is the case with some of our Turner Syndrome family across various NHS trusts.

Yes she is at increased risk of x, y and z (Google you weren’t my friend that day), but so could you or I be, and UNKNOWINGLY! We all take risks everyday. But Now we know, her care providers know and knowledge is power. She IS in the best hands.

With regards to her hospital anxiety, I think my journeying/parking anxiety was worse (Oxford is a nightmare). G WAS A GEM. An absolute star! No tears. Even the surprise of an ECG straight after her scan did not throw her. It was incredible! The fact that it was a day off school was possibly the highlight of her day, that and the obligatory McDonalds. Standard!

We’re still awaiting the report to come through, but it’s ok. She’s ok. We’re ok (shocker, I’m not panicking...). Granted G’s heart may take a step up the ladder on my prayer list but it’s all good right here, right now, today.

In other news:

G is winning at life this week  - pupil of the week, moved up a class in swimming (to the deep end.....GULP), moved up a level in reading, had a superb parents evening, and on the sparkly face at school. You rock little G!

I was winning at life last week as our last minute community paediatrician appointment ended up being with a lovely paediatrician who I knew- I taught two of her children. She couldn’t have been more helpful and genuinely happy to do her VERY best for us. Gosh it’s refreshing not to have to fight and push and persuade and explain. She listened, got it, didn’t question, and then said ‘right let’s do everything we can from this end’. YESSSSSSS (where’s the bicep muscle emoji when you need it!).

The Easter holidays were a much needed break for G. Whilst we maintained some structure and routine, life generally eased off. As did the tummy aches interestingly. Sleep even became a little easier for her. A little. Much dairy free chocolate was consumed, and lots of family time was had. We even managed to source the most delicious gluten free fish & chips on a day trip to the seaside.

Junior park run has arrived in our locality. So an eager G participated in her first 2km run this last weekend, and triumphed.

Next stop little G’s favourite caravanning holiday destination. Sunshine request put in please!

We’ll be grommet friends!!

Knowing that one of her besties has grommets has perhaps made the prospect of needing grommets herself, a little more palatable. By a little more, I’d say she’s possibly 0.5% happy about it as opposed to 0%....

Last week’s Ear, Nose & Throat appointment (along with a 3 monthly hearing test), revealed quite a decline in G’s hearing in her left ear. She’s gone from her hearing only being affected at one pitch to all pitches being affected by the fluid behind her eardrum. We’d noticed a decline in her general hearing anyway so this news didn’t come as a great shock. Final decision appointment in June, with a strong likelihood of an operation for a single grommet being planned soon after. Unless a miracle occurs.

On a brighter note, G’s paediatric endocrine appointment was incredibly positive-she’s grown by around 7.5cm in 12 months (with 4-8cm annual growth deemed as ‘normal’), so yet again G is smashing it with her daily growth hormone injections!! We were told that her dosage could be increased again but this statement was swiftly retracted when the consultant looked at her growth factors in her recent boodwork and noticed that G’s IGF1 levels were almost exceeding the upper limits.
So Two years on the magic growing juice and G is doing phenomenally! I had to buy her some new clothing last week as we’d realised She had been wearing age 3-4 in some garments for as long as we can remember, and the tightness of the waistband was triggering her sensory processing issues. Age 6 clothing swiftly purchased! Thank goodness for click and collect.

The rest of G’s blood work results were normal, which also indicated that her constant tummy aches can only really be attributed to anxiety. Thus a refferal is being made by the paediatrician, to a psychologist.
I’m incredibly passionate about mental health, and the sooner we can put some coping strategies in place for our babe, the more confident we all will be about how she will be able to handle what life throws at her.

In other news:

Anxiety- G has come to the end of a short programme at school, based on a book called WHEN MY WORRIES GET TOO BIG, which has helped her to start to understand her emotions and how her body feels. Learning to recognise emotions, your body’s reactions and then how to cope, are such tricky concepts to get to grips with. So putting that info all together and working out what on Earth is going on can be perplexing for young children. They can struggle to know how to react. The ‘go to’ reaction for many youngsters may simply be having tummy ache and not wanting to go to bed. It’s an ongoing process (it still is for me), but we’ll take every little bit of support and advice we can get.

Blood pressure monitoring-the cuff did fit! The monitor did work! Hurrah! However by around hour 16 of 24, G became overwhelmed:the cuff was tight, and itchy, and kept inflating, and irritating. We removed it half an hour short of the 24 hours as she was in a massive meltdown. But my goodness did she do a fantastic job of holding herself together for so long. The results are unknown to us as yet, but ironically the school theatre production (G’s worst nightmare) was on during the 24 hour monitoring which could have meant the results made for interesting reading. Thankfully she was excused from the event due to the severe anxiety it was causing. I think the monitor would have gone into overdrive with her blood pressure spikes, and after signing a £2000 waiver stating we’d replace the monitor if G broke it, we weren’t taking any risks!

Holidays are coming....
Someone is rather excited for a day beside the sea (and that’s just me!). I’m busy filling up our two week planner just so that we can ensure some sort of routine over Easter. Hopefully the tummy aches will ease, bedtimes will be a tad easier and lots of fun will be had.

School isn’t all bad though (despite much protesting from our lady) - her reading is coming on leaps and bounds, in class this morning she was sharing her new knowledge of o’clock and half past with me, and she has an upcoming school tea party for which she’s going to be baking scones. Glad I’ve got an invite!

We were also reflecting on how far G has come with her swimming. Bearing in mind it wasn’t many moons ago that she’d still scream upon entering the poolside area, it’s rather amazing that she now looks forward to swimming each week. Last month she gained her 5metre badge, and she’s now desperate to complete her final few tasks before moving to.....THE DEEP END.... (don’t panic mummy, don’t panic). What a huge achievement for our girl! It’s taken a shed load of perseverance, often on our part, but has definitely been worth it.

Oh and our not so little girl turned 6, and what cake did she request Daddy make?

LOVE YOU G 💗

Now I’ve swallowed 3 and saved 3!

I think the tooth fairy may be bankrupt soon-number 6 fell out yesterday (not swallowed either), much to G’s delight. And much to our delight, she  went to bed the earliest she’s been in years. LITERALLY years. Turns out if she was awaiting the tooth fairy every night, she’d fall asleep at by 7pm, and not her usual 9/10pm! How many teeth do 5 year olds have?! 

Big wins...
We had a family trip to the Dentist recently. This, as with anything medical, causes G days and days of anxiety, nervous tummy, sleepless nights. However what a huge breakthrough we had...for the first time ever she sat on the dentist chair (on my lap), and allowed the dentist to look in her mouth from a distance of less than 3 metres. This was big news in our household! We were incredibly proud of this HUGE achievement. G’s dental health is important-another quirk of Turner Syndrome.

Another win-G’s eyesight with her glasses is pretty much perfect. So she can now start attending the optician every six months as opposed to the opthalmologist at the hospital. Whilst I know this will probably cause her just as much anxst, we won’t be on hospital grounds, and we won’t be paying the parking fees. Wins all round.

This month has seen a lot more chasing up. It transpired that we haven’t had a cardiac appointment as G’s local hospital has cut their ties with John Radcliffe specialist hospital. As a result she was almost left in limbo. Had I not ended up getting the secretary’s number at JR, I don’t think anyone would have chased up G’s heart at all.

With the above in mind we’ve made the decision to leave our local hospital for her heart health and travel the distance to Oxford. After all it’s only an annual trip, and as I was seen there when pregnant with G (and JR still houses the specialist we saw at our local hospital last March), I have a lot of faith in them and their specialist care. So in April we’ll be having a day trip to see G’s cardiac consultant. Maybe we’ll find a nice farm park  for a pit stop treat on the way home.

Half term happiness....
G could not have been happier this half term, and I was surprised at the drastic reduction in meltdowns. This time I had ensured we had an activity planned every day, and a timetable of this so G was aware of what was happening and when. Plans plus sunshine equalled one happy babe. One happy babe equalled one happy mumma!

Next month sees more appointments including:
Paediatrician for a general update, height and weight check, discussions around anxiety and general health.
Blood pressure monitoring, I’m skeptical that they’ll even get a monitor to fit/work, so I’ll leave this one here.
Ear, Nose and Throat consultant to continue to assess the fluid behind G’s ears. G talks a lot about grommets-but not in an ‘I want grommets’ way!

Next month also sees G turn 6. SIX. How? 

I say this every year but we are so incredibly blessed and thankful to have G in our life given that her odds were so tiny (remember the 2% ?!) It’s totally enriched us having her as our daughter, she’s an absolutely delight and a cherished gift from God. She’s given us strength we didn’t think we had, and love and happiness on a whole new level. Soon to be happy birthday G! 

The Chase

Sometimes life can feel a little bit like you're on a treadmill, struggling to keep up. That feeling of constantly chasing. I've had that this past month. 
When you're the parent of a child that has a condition that isn't common, and thus doesn't always have a huge amount of knowledge or info out in the pubic domain, YOU become the expert. You become the one chasing for this and pushing for that.

Generally, a vast amount of G's care runs like clockwork...her Ear, Nose and Throat clinic send us a new appointment within a week of her most recent appointment, as do her Opthalmology clinic, her eye consultant, her general paeditrician and usually her endocrine consultants for her growth.
HOWEVER, anything extra, anything that has cropped up or anything that may not be on the radar of her current consultants, can result in me constantly needing to chase people.

Currently I have been needing to chase a 24 hour blood pressure monitor since G's blood pressure was consistently higher than average back in March/April/May of LAST YEAR. Last year! 5 year olds don't generally struggle with high blood pressure, but 5 year olds with Turner Syndrome can...meaning I have needed to chase.

G's heart check is due in March. Usually we have the appointment months in advance as a consultant from a specialist hospital travels up to run the clinic. But no appointment. Most 5 year olds don't need a heart check, but a 5 year old with Turner Syndrome does. G's checks are currently annual as although one heart condition rectified itself (hallelujah!), a slight abnormaility was noted last year. An abnormailty which needs regular checks. Thus I have needed to chase.

And as for the ugly monster that is anxiety, my goodness we can't seem to get the better of that yet.
THANKFULLY after several phonecalls, voicemails and a plea to various other paeditrician's sececretaries to get someone - ANYONE -to get in touch with me, I finally got a call to discuss our concerns. Our paeditrician is great, she will generally follow my lead and will do anything for us. It just sometimes has to be MY lead. So:

1. 24 hour blood pressure monitor booked (it best work this time!).
2. Cardiac consultant contacted to chase up the heartscan/echo.
3. Referral made to community paediatrician regarding anxiety, and also various traits which G displays.

I also put a plea in to school regarding G's anxiety, and many other 'little' things which actually all add together and on some days can become overwhelming for little G. We are hoping these will be addressed with time, but knowing the education system myself I do know that it may not be imminently due to budgets and other constraints. On the radar at least. 

Gosh, my head has felt like it has been ready to explode. It usually does - that meme that is doing the rounds on social media rings true: my mind is like my internet browser - I've got 18 tabs open, 4 of them are frozen and I have no idea where that music is coming from! 

So how is our beautiful G?

She is good! Growing so well thanks to the magic growing juice. I'm constantly on ebay getting bigger clothes.

Feb and March are pretty heavy in terms of of hospital appointments, but that's the norm for us.

 Our brave babe finally had THAT blood test, and thankfully the results came back as normal.

Tummy aches are a huge problem at the moment, but we are likely looking at it now as a physical manifestation of anxiety. 

She still adores little H, they are thick as thieves sometimes. Especially the time they both drew all over G's bedsheet in green pen..., 

Yes we have our ups and downs, our major meltdowns, but actually that is also the norm for us. 

Nobody need judge their lives on what is the norm for others. Everyone's normal is different <3

Santa is dairy free!

When we visited Santa in his Christmas barn several weeks ago, the one thing that stuck in G's mind was Santa saying he was lactose free and thus wanting a dairy free chocolate cake as opposed to a mince pie this Christmas. 

I think G was secretly chuffed to find someone else with similar food intolerances. We still don't know if her issues with gluten are caused by coeliac disease, which is linked to Turner Syndrome. I'm not brave enough to feed her gluten every single day for 6 whole weeks!
She told me the other day that she would like to open a gluten and dairy free restaurant where she could eat everything on the menu. I'll be her first customer...

G has been having ongoing tummy trouble, and since she's no longer under a dietician or gastroenterologist, I took her to our GP - six months plus of daily tummy woes is quite long enough. He's concluded that, once some bloods have been taken (AGHHHH) just to cover all bases, it is most likely to be 'anxious tummy' 'reflux/heartburn' or a mixture of the two. So once I muster up the courage to take her to the hospital for what is now SEVERAL sets of bloods, we will hopefully know more. And at the very least try her on some reflux medication.

In other news:

SCHOOL NATIVITY: Well I never, did you ever hear of aliens at the nativity?! Little G stood proudly on the stage at this year's school nativity and recited her multiple sets of lines whilst doing her best alien impression. This babe has taken 4 years to stand on the stage at the annual Turner Syndrome show WITHOUT bursting in to tears, running off, or point blank refusing to join in with one dance. So we were incredibly surprised at her willingness to partake, and her confidence. We were beaming with joy as we watched alien number two...

WINTER GERMS: G was doing so well with no ear infections and just a streaming nose (nothing new there). So when she started having temperature spikes of 40 degrees in the penultimate week of term, we knew she was ready to crash. One dress rehearsal, two performances, one panto, two sending homes, a fainting and vomiting episode and lots of scary temperature spikes later, and G was done. We called time on school two days early as our poor girl was exhausted and drained. She's still not right, but at least we have another 8 days of not having to rush up and out to school. Whether her low immune system is linked to her Turner Syndrome, I'm not sure, but this year we've had a slightly better run up to Christmas than normal. I'll take that!

SCHOOL PANTO: She went! She was determined to go. I so wanted to be there with her. I KNEW she wouldn't cope. That the lights, the sound, the worry, the potential of 'baddies' would be too overwhelming. And it was... However for what it was worth, her teacher got her through. She was in tears for quite some time, and wanted to leave, but they pushed her through. G has since talked about the panto - the bits she enjoyed, and even getting her little brother to re-enact some of the boos and hisses. But that said, she's already told me that she won't be going next year. And nor will I make her.

ANXIETY: When G told me that on Friday's she had been sending her friends in to the playground to look for a boy who had once, on a Friday, pulled her glasses off her face and thrown them on to the floor, I knew she was struggling with her anxiety. When she started getting upset from Wednesday night onwards, not falling asleep until gone 9/10pm and having epic morning meltdowns (more so than normal). I knew we needed to do something. This one incident at school is not the sole cause of her anxiety, she has anxiety about many things (not being with me and her brother during the day, having to sit still during phonics, going to swimming), but it reminded me that she doesn't have five year old levels of anxiety. Her levels are FAR, far greater.

Now I am on a mission to get some support for her. Starting with school, and her paediatrician. Anxiety is associated with Turner Syndrome, and it's a trait of both mine and her dad so she almost has a triple whammy (sorry babe!).  But we'll do our absolute best to help her. Calming music, a fibre optic light and a lava lamp are currently being trialled at bedtime. She was asleep by 8:15pm this evening :)

So, apart from still having not taken her for THAT blood test, that is us.
Hoping you have had a joyful Christmas, and wishing you a peaceful New Year full of love and kindness.