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...... 

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...

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

Gappy McGap

'All I want for Christmas is me two front teeth' couldn't be more apt for our G at the moment. In fact, she'd like 3 teeth!

I'm always learning, especially with regards to Turner Syndrome. What I've recently learnt  is that our girls' teeth often (not always) fall out at a younger age, and in quick succession. G has lost 3 in a matter of weeks, taking the total up to 5 now. The majority of her classmates still have a full set of their baby, pearly whites, whilst G we now affectionately call Gappy McGap! Gorgeous girl and her cheeky gappy smile.

With regards to dental health in Turner Syndrome, there has been talk of shorter roots, overcrowding of adult teeth and possible overbite. For now though, all that our G cares about is how much the tooth fairy is bringing her, and ensuring that she doesn't swallow any more teeth.

Appointment updates

No grommets yet, hurrah! Tuesday night saw yet another sleepless night for G. The anxiety of her impending Ear, Nose and Throat appointment had sent her anxiety in to overdrive. She has been having a routine hearing test every 10-16 weeks to monitor the fluid behind her ear drum, and her mild hearing loss, and this Wednesday we were back again.
Thankfully this time her hearing had improved slightly, and although she still has fluid behind her ear drum, the drum is able to vibrate enough. Enough for them not to want to give her grommets just yet.
The only real effects G is having is some regular ear pain, and struggling with hearing in busy situations. If that's the trade off for not having surgery just yet, then she's more than fine with that. We all are!

At the annual Turner Syndrome Support Society we were all directed to a fantastic leaflet outlining how hearing is affected in girls with Turner Syndrome (and how issues can differ slightly to ear problems in the general population). So I armed myself with this leaflet, and hoped that the consultant would take it, and read with interest. He took it - only because I virtually forced it upon him - but had very little interest, and implied that all the consultants know what they need to, to be able to treat G effectively...
What, really? You know the specifics of how a syndrome that often many of our consultants have only read about in a textbook or physically encountered on less than a handful of occasions, affects my daughter specifically? That girls with TS have an abnormality of how sound is processed centrally? And that this can mean that the hearing impairment can actually be greater than a simple hearing test may imply?! I know that Doctors don't, and can't know everything about everything. I'm not unreasonable, Doctors are an incredible wealth of knowledge and do an amazing job....but when a mumma is reaching out and sharing important information with you, take it. Please.

                           ~

I think we have a clear run up to Christmas now with regards to medical appointments. Well, we still have the dreaded third blood test, but I am in no rush to book that.
We do have our visit from the local specialist support services coming up, which we are eagerly anticipating. Hopefully they will have some strategies for us to implement to make life easier for G, to help to reduce her anxieties, and to help to reduce the epic meltdowns.

In other news:

G has been helping me to bake our own gluten and dairy free bread in our second-hand breadmaker. EXCITING!

G's reading is coming on fantastically - she now enjoys reading some of her old books to her brother at bedtime. It's adorable (for the 30 seconds before he decides he's had enough, she tries to pin him back down, and he swipes her, making her either lose it, or cry!).

G is due to go to the theatre with her school to see a Christmas panto. SENSORY OVERLOAD...noise, lights, lots of people, scary characters, booing and hissing. My goodness, where do we even start with this?!

Oooo and did I mention that G has now been to hairdresser 3 times in the past few months, WITHOUT  a single meltdown?! It's rather incredible. We've found a superb hairdresser who has firsthand experience of the Autistic spectrum, and of course of handling curly locks. She can comb and cut G's hair without G's sensory system going into complete meltdown. LITTLE WINS. Every little win counts <3

What's worse than telling a needle-phobic child her bloods are due?

Telling her she needs her bloods doing again as her sample clotted and couldn't be tested!

"Mum, how often do I need blood tests?" asks G (generally before and after most blood tests).
"Usually annually, which means every year G. However sometimes you might need it half way through the year."
"Ok then, so I had then done when I was 5, so I'll not need them until I'm 6?" she replies, a twinge of hope in her voice.
"Hopefully so, yes," I say. Knowing I can't promise it will be a year.

~

G had to attend her latest paediatric endocrine appointment with Daddy as I was tied up elsewhere with little H and his MMR jabs. Daddy was a tad nervous as he knows that when it comes to G, my brain is full-to-bursting with questions, and information. But I'd sent him armed and ready, and he did good (McDonalds and all......):

• As expected, G is continuing to grow well. Another 3cm in just as many months. 
• Due to headaches, and general pains, G's daily injection dosage is being DECREASED, with a view to reassess in 3 months time.
• The results of the bloods were non-existent due to aforementioned clotting saga.  
• G will need a 24 hour blood pressure monitor next week as a result of some high readings, and also the headaches. How it will be possible for a 5 year old to wear a blood pressure monitor for 24 hours, function as normal, go to school, and have accurate readings I do not know!

So, we await the next appointment, and then go through the rigmarole of booking in with the paed team and play specialists to get another sample of blood (hopefully minus the needle slipping out, and the wrong pots being used!). We are also awaiting ears and eyes again, but generally she copes fairly well with these now. Thankfully.

In other news:

G only has a few more weeks left in reception class. How has that happened? She is still no school lover, and thus the prospect of a 6 week break is filling her with great joy. The end of the 6 week break and return to school is filling me with dread...

We had sports day yesterday. I say sports day in the loosest sense of the term (non-competitive), but she still thoroughly enjoyed herself, and I was still a beaming mumma cheering her on from the sideline.

Daddy has his big operation in August. No work, playing with the kids, lifting the kids, or anything (including lawn mowing, much to his disgust) for 4-6 weeks. We're praying for a safe op and speedy recovery so we can have daddy back to normal, minus the nasty pain he's had for the past few years.

G is powering through her daily antibiotics, and her left ear is playing ball so far. Lets hope it continues.

Countdown to Cornwall. Eeeek, not long now, then lots of quality family time. This sunshine best stick around!

P.S. Did you see any Turner Syndrome posts for Turner Syndrome awareness day on June 21st? My newsfeed was CRAMMED full. I was, and am, so proud to be a part of the TS family, and to have amazing G as my daughter. 

It was a 4 stickers, McDonald’s and new nightie kind of morning!

Why have three appointments on separate days when you can have them all at once? In theory it seemed like a good idea: less parking fees, only one day of the holidays interupted and only one bout of anxiety for my babe. But when one of the appointments involves a blood test, one appointment would have been MORE than enough! 

I’d even thought we’d managed to save time by getting the magic cream applied prior to the hearing test. But no, we spent the entire morning at the hospital. Her least favourite place. I didn’t even have my morning cuppa. I could have REALLY done with my morning cuppa (perhaps laced with brandy!). Especially given that it took 3 veins, and a needle ejecting itself from G’s hands to get just a few drops of the red stuff. 

Twenty minutes of screaming and being begged to go home, and we finally left the paediatric unit (with G clutching a new Frozen nightie that the play specialist had given her). Unfortunately we then needed to head back to Ear Nose & Throat for an appointment with the consultant ... what G didn’t need upon arrival to ENT was two student doctors wanting her entire medical history, and using her as a mini case study. Thankfully their enthusiasm, kindness and abundance of stickers ensured that G became a willing participant. She even showed off her war wounds from the various blood test attempts! 

So to summarise today’s events:

- G has had such a bad run with her left ear that her hearing is now slightly impaired, and she is on a three MONTH course of antibiotics. Then if all else fails, next stop is grommets (can you imagine the angst a cannula would bring?!). 

- When the needle slips out of the good vein, and several more veins need stabbing, no amount of blowing bubbles and Julia Donaldson stories will bring about calm.

- Appointments don’t get easier with age, the screams just get louder, and the restraining trickier. 

- McDonald’s chippies still have the ability to turn my girl’s day around! Thank you Golden Arches. Though may I suggest you source some of the strong stuff to slip into mummy’s Coca Cola next time...

And when I next get questioned about whether my daughter needs to have her bloods taken in the Paeds unit with a play specialist present, as opposed to the path lab, I shall let G to scream for around 20 minutes and then let them make up their own minds.

In other news:

- We had an AMAZING time away at the seaside. You can’t beat family time, wildlife and the sea air. 

- Mummy has a new job. Just a couple of hours a week, no stress, no hassle, no childcare, no planning marking or assessment. One day, one day maybe I might return to teaching. But then again I might not. 

- G is back to see the endocrine specialist in June-top of the hit list is growth, constant tummy aches, high blood pressure (and that’s not mine!), and blood work results.

- Little H has his surgical consultation in June. 

- Daddy has his surgical consultation in June.

- Mummy has a mini biopsy of a nasty in her mouth in June (I’ve been assured mini nasty is not so nasty and it’s procedural, that’s all.)

- Mummy will be rocking in a corner by the end of June!

Oh and I’m going grey. GREY!!!!!! 

A whopping 7cm!

We knew that G had grown - her aged 3 school trousers had suddenly become ankle swingers, and her smallest size school T-shirts were quickly morphing into cropped tops, but we didn't quite realise just HOW much she'd grown.

So when we attended G's endocrine appointment several weeks ago, we were astounded to find out that not only had she grown nearly 7cm in 7 months, but she had jumped a centile on the growth charts too. To put that in to context - G had a period of 16 months (or thereabout) where she only grew around 8cm. This infact was the period of slow growth that triggered the start of her growth hormone injection. 

HOW AMAZING.

We are so lucky that G can receive this treatment. Sure she still has a grumble about her daily injection, and the breakthrough of not needing a numbing ice cube was only short lived, but she is still a trooper. She's more than that...SHE'S AMAZING.

A difficult topic of conversation

One aspect of Turner Syndrome that I am still to get my head around, is the lack of functioning ovaries, which sadly for most means not being able to create and carry a biological child. This is still a subject that G has little to no understanding of, and is something that we want to drip feed to her sooner rather than later. I'm currently researching stories and books to give rise to such discussions.

Last year I was lucky enough to partake in a textiles project which aimed to give a voice to mothers of girls with Turner Syndrome, and specifically voice our views on infertility. What a fantastic day, and what a beautiful project. The quilt that was produced was a masterpiece. It spoke a thousand words. I can't wait to write a blog about this. Watch this space.  

Conference

I can't believe that I haven't blogged about the TSSS 2017 conference! What an incredible, informative, heart-warming weekend it was. From the uplifting performances at the Saturday night Ball, to the mum's heart-to-heart where we could pour out our deepest thoughts and worries. Lay our souls bare. And every one in the room knows exactly how you feel. Every. Single. One. 

G didn't cope quite so well with the weekend. Over-excited, over-tired, over-stimulated and totally out-of-routine was our girl. It was melt-down central. (Gosh it's hyphen central too!). That said, it was worth it. She had a ball. And what we get out of it, as a family, is well worth the  tears and tantrums! Plus some of my favourite people were at conference. Miss you already xx

A HUGE thank you goes out to Arlene, Carlene, everyone at the society and the guest speakers. I learn more in one weekend than I do throughout the rest of the year or from any other health professional. 

Appointments

Ears and eyes - check. Back in six months time.

Endocrine - check. Back in six months. Although a referral to a large children's hospital, who offer a dedicated Turner Syndrome clinic, is hopefully on the cards. Daily growth hormone increased slightly. 

No appointments before Christmas now - CHECK!

School

This year was the first time that I viewed the count down to half term in a totally different light. Normally, as a teacher I am willing the next holiday to make an appearance quick sharp. HECK we teachers have an actual countdown, usually in our diaries, and from the first day of term!
Whereas come October I was secretly hoping to skip half term. G needs routine, loves school, and without either she could potentially have been a handful... That said, G was in desperate need of a break. As of September, her immune system seemed to take a leave of absence, so a week at home was necessary for medicinal purposes.

In actual fact I LOVED my week with my biggest babe. I hadn't realised just how much I had missed her since she started school. We had lots of fun, baked cakes, played in the park, and shared cugs and kisses with baby H. 

G has settled in to school really well, and loves sharing her daily learning with us. The school have been incredibly supportive of any needs that arise due to  her Turner Syndrome. 

A report from the occupational therapist regarding some of her struggles (fine motor skills, concentration, sensory processing disorder), along with their own observations and our input have resulted in G receiving the support that she needs. We were also pleased to learn that school share similar views to us with respect to G displaying traits of Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder (ADHD). She definitely ticks the boxes for the three main aspects - hyperactive, impulsive and inattentive. As this can fall under the umbrella of Turner Syndrome, no EXTRA diagnosis is needed, and again the school are putting measures in place to aid G. Granted, not much support is required yet, but they are willing to do the leg work as and when it is needed.
Happy G, happy mummy and daddy!
Mental note for mummy-stop it with the 'sit still and concentrate'... 

In other news...

I'm sure I had other news?! My brain doesn't work any more! I'll update this section as and when some of my brain cells start to function again.... I did eat a mince pie, tune my DAB radio to Xmas Magic, and watch some Christmas adverts today. Bet you wanted to know that important info didn't you!

LOVE YOU FOREVER AND ALWAYS LITTLE G

Tomorrow marks the first day of...

.....G being off sick from school. GUTTED. 

This past week my social media has been flooded with first day pictures. And tomorrow I'd have joined the brigade of proud parents by showing off our girl on her first day of big school (remembering of course to take internet safety into account!).
However.....it's that time of year where our babe starts to pick up whatever germs are doing the rounds. Result? Mummy having to call in sick for her. On her FIRST day.

Some sort of upper respiratory virus and a urinary tract infection are the culprits of G's ridiculously high (40 degree +) temperature. In true G style, it all came on suddenly and when usual 9-5 GP services are non operational. Thank goodness for our local walk in centre, they are amazing.
Hopefully after a couple of doses of antibiotics and some much needed rest, she'll be able to start on Tuesday or Wednesday.

Poor sausage, she has been counting down for literally the past 63 days (tick chart and all). I'd even had to experiment with stain remover on her new uniform due to her insistence on roleplaying her first week of school. It has been a long summer holiday!

In other news:

We've a frenzy of appointments coming up.... eyes (to further assess G's short sightedness), ears (only one infection in the past year!!), physio assessment (balance and coordination issues), occupational therapy assessment (sensory issues) and the much anticipated first growth check with the endocrinologist.
Can you believe it's been nearly six months since we embarked on the daily growth injection journey?! Our first significant milestone in our walk with Turner Syndrome. Daily injections are now a part of G's routine, and we've even managed to knock the daily reward sweet on the head too. Our babe continues to amaze us on a daily basis.

The countdown is on-Annual Turner Syndrome Conferenc commences in 25 days....Can.Not.Wait! Old friends, new friends, giggles, tears, food, dancing, AMAZING workshops and guest speakers, and for one weekend only a chance to feel like we are with people who have walked our walk. People who 'get' us, and G.

So that's another round-up complete. Fingers crossed for a slightly delayed but nonetheless amazing start to her first academic year at infant school. This was a day that at one point I wasn't even sure we'd ever experience. Our little miracle! 

Nasties, nausea and news!

Wow, December 23rd... How?! November and December have flown past. Perhaps it's the fact that I have been living in a bubble of nausea, and spent most of my waking hours attempting not to vomit at the slightest smell (imagine a confined classroom with trumpy ten year olds, a daughter who frequents stinky public toilets at least 10 times every outing, and as for the dishwasher and the bin, AGHHH! ). Still, I think that I can say we are ready for the big day. We will of course be spending it with loved ones, and for the first time will be attending our church's Christmas Day service.

Party time:
We were lucky enough to join one of our local friendship groups for the annual Turner Syndrome Christmas Party. LOVED IT! G had a fantastic time - boogied away, ate party food, and even met Santa. And we had plenty of time to natter all things TS and more. Thank you lovely ladies for organising it. We love the TS family.
G also took party in our church's nativity play, her first ever role as an angel. I was bursting with joy :) Though it appears that even an angel needs her mummy glued to her side!

Nasal swab:

Old news I know -Nasal swab from last week has come back positive AGAIN. I refused antibiotics this time. Why? She's currently on them anyway (though not the necessary ones to treat this specific nasal bug), and has been on and off for the past 4 months. Coupled with an extremely sensitive stomach, and more antibiotics than I care to count in her short near 4 years, no thank you.

Nasty bugs:
G has suffered her first winter bug this season. Granted she's had colds and the odd ear infection, but boy they were nothing in comparison. 40 degree + temperatures, for days on end, endless nights of vomiting due to excessive coughing and declining her calendar chocolate. You know she's ill when G declines dairy free chocolate! Chest/throat/ear infection or virus was responsible for her week of misery, but thankfully she's back to her cheeky old self. Demanding calendar chocolate at 6:15am Wednesday morning, and then arguing with me over not wanting to wear jeans, then wanting to wear jeans, then not....we knew she was back on form. Sadly for Daddy Pig, G has shared her germs, so tonight is the second night in a row that I have dinner for one and complete control of the remote. Get well soon Daddy, we love you!

How's the milk trial going?
After saying we were appointment free until after Christmas, one came through. Only the dietician though, so nothing to write home about, though we were a little apprehensive as we'd halted the milk trial due to excessive antibiotic interference. Amazingly we learnt a lot during that appointment....we discussed G's nasal bugs as he doubles up as an allergy specialist too, and he was astounded at the fact that G's Ear Nose and Throat consultant had never investigated up her nose or given her a daily nasal spray. The fact that all that's done is swab - antibiotics - swab - antibiotics was a real shock to him. So our dietician is now writing to our GP to make some suggestions.

No news is good news?
We haven't heard from the endocrine paediatrician regarding G's morning of tests in preparation for starting the growth hormone injection. To be fair, we are in no rush. We wanted G to enjoy Christmas before the trauma that is to come!
We have made some progress though - G is now in receipt of a disused injector pen (thanks N!) which is in her medical kit, and has been used once on her favourite teddy. Also, when G quizzed me on how well she is growing, we discussed that not everyone's body grows naturally and some people need a little help from a growing pen. The seed is being planted...

Sensory processing disorder:
Some time ago I mentioned our visit to the community paediatrician, who did infact take every single one of my concerns on board. Our biggest success has been the acknowledgement of the fact that G does have some sensory processing issues. We have since received a large information pack with ideas/suggestions etc from our local occupation therapy team, which has been a incredibly insightful read. For example....why G seems to need the sensation of bouncing/jumping/being upside down/spinning around. Her receptors crave the extra sensory input. Or why brushing her hair HURTS her so much. Or that her getting excessively emotional about what we deem as 'normal' sounds, and her need for wearing ear defenders sometimes.
Sometimes I feel that no one understands when it comes to G...
'She looks normal'
'There's nothing wrong with her'
'She's just like any other 3 year old'
'Oh well TS only affects her hormones'
It's so much more complex than that! And with each day we are learning more and more about her. Yes she is normal (whatever that is), and yes she is just like a 3 year old, but there are other aspects too.  Sometimes so subtle than only those closest to her, those in the know, notice. I will fight your corner always baby girl.


Oh, and did you hear the news? You couldn't miss it - G is announcing it to the whole world! The cheeky monkey has been using said news to her advantage...comments such as "Daddy get down here and cook scrambled eggs for mummy's baby" and "I think we need to buy some baby things for me to use now for my babies and then you can use them afterwards for yours" have caused much hilarity. She knows how to play us.
And in answer to your question (I had the same one too): The odds of Turner Syndrome affecting babe number 2 are no different than it affecting anyone's babe, regardless of a TS history. Initial scans and blood tests are looking positive. I think that perhaps this pregnancy is going to be slightly different from number 1. Not that I would change a thing. LOVE YOU G!!!

So I think that this is most likely over and out for 2016. Sending love and good wishes to all this Christmas. See you in 2017!