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 💗

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.

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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

Holidays, heat and hospitals!

Well I think I blinked and missed July! Thankfully we didn’t blink and miss the British summer this year...our holiday to Cornwall was a scorcher for the first time EVER.

Much of the summer holidays have been spent in the garden under the shade of our homemade sail-style canopy (think bed linen on the washing line come strewn across the garden due to high winds and you’re about there). They’ve also been spent trying to keep up with little H’s antics as he enters the world of walking, and generally attempting EVERYTHING that is mischievous/heart-attack inducing.

With only two weeks of the school holidays remaining, we’re now turning our thoughts to ridiculously priced School shoes, first day back anxieties, and the two main men in our lives both having operations this bank holiday weekend. EEEEK!

News news news...

- G is being monitored for high blood pressure. Now we’ve always had problems with blood pressure montior cuffs fitting G. I know this. I anticipated this. I rang ahead and checked this. ‘Don’t worry, we’re all prepared’ they said.
No. Twenty five minutes of tears and the cardiac investigations team concluded G would not be able to go home with a working blood pressure monitor. I almost wanted to mutter ‘I told you so’ on my way out, but the screams of both children had me otherwise engaged.

- Today’s three monthly Ear Nose and Throat appointment revealed what we’d been expecting but dreading: G is now experiencing hearing loss, and grommets are imminent. She’s been on antibiotics for 3 months but with no positive impact. Thankfully the results from her pressure test (testing for fluid behind the ear drums) have given us a 10-12 week reprieve.

- Last month G got glasses! She’s been desperate to have her very own pair for months, though the excitement has worn off somewhat. Back to the opthalmologist and consultant in three months to assess the impact. It’s all about the three months at the moment!

- So I told the babe she needed a repeat blood test. Most days she asks when this will be. September babe, ages away. Not in her mind. Bless her and her anxiety! Her next endocrine appointment is in October so we’ll be booking in with the play specialist just ahead of that. Let’s hope the blood doesn’t clot this time.

- Bank holidays....an extra day’s lay-in, Sunday evening at the local, maybe even a mini break? Or perhaps the littlest boy having an operation, closely followed by Daddy having one three days later. Little H is having straightforward surgery to find a missing piece of his male anatomy, and Daddy is having slightly more complicated surgery to remove a whole disc from his spine. Gulp. A fairly swift recovery for little H, not so for Daddy. GULP. No work for some time, no driving for some more time, and no picking up the babes for a long time. We LOVE you. Prayers much appreciated <3

- Amidst the chaos this weekend, me and my wonderful hubster do have the rare treat of a belated Christmas present to a beautiful outdoor theatre. Thanks Mum & Dad!!

So that’s us all up to date! We’re officially on the countdown to school resuming (my ex-teacher self would never have celebrated this!), also to the Turner Syndrome Annual conference in October, and of course to making it to the other side of this bank holiday weekend...

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

Fitting in

Watching a programme the other night about a children's hospital,  one of the doctors verbalised what many parents think, whether we admit it or not is a different matter but I'm sure many think it at some point. Especially us mothers of children who were diagnosed with a Syndrome or condition whilst in utero. I did. More than once....'I hope that my child will be normal.'

I beat myself up about this thought many a time. How awful must I be to care about how my child looks or acts. Of course I'd love her regardless. But I didn't mean it from a superficial point of view. And what is normal anyway?? You see it's because we as parents want the best. We want our children to have the best chances in life, to face as few obstacles as possible. To have the easiest ride in life.
But I realised it didn't matter. The day she finally arrived by the skin of her teeth, so close to not arriving, I didn't care less what she looked like, or what she'd become. It's the love that we surrounded her with that mattered. The strength, resiliance and confidence that we instilled in her. But love, that matters the most.

As for easy rides, it doesn't matter how clever you are or how you behave or what job you have or what you believe in. People can be nasty ass regardless. I know that from experience.
It's how you deal with it that matters.
As it stands we have one feisty little babe on our hands anyway. That and the prayers of her over-protective, over-anxious, ridiculously proud mother. And some.

Tummy troubles
We just cannot get to the bottom of G's tummy troubles. Bottom being the key word. 17 days and counting.  Several days of jiggling childcare, several missed preschool sessions (much to her disgust) and the over familiarity of many many bathrooms! Thank goodness for the newly decorated downstairs toilet...I've been rehearsing in my head what the sheet music wallpaper would sound like.

We have a gastro appointment in just over a week and we really hope they can shed some light. I'm also keeping a food diary to see if the dietician can spot any patterns.  Though a dairy free, gluten free diet is fairly gentle on the old digestive system anyway,  so who knows?!

So you won't try and discharge us?
Finally we have found an ear nose and throat consultant who doesn't dismiss our worries, or more to the point the very real impact of Turner Syndrome on our girl's ears/hearing.
Thankfully for now G has perfect hearing, no fluid behind her drums and has been infection free for 4 months. 
We've been promised annual screening until at least 16, and should or when the infections resurface, they will see us more frequently.
Six months of antibiotics will be prescribed this coming winter also. Downside....her poor gut will take a further bashing :(

The beauty of the NHS
G received her second meningitis B jab recently.  I know this a sore subject for many families, rightly so. But I just have to be thankful that her poorliness qualifies her (at our doctors in our county at least) for another potentially life saving jab.

Next week we have growth discussions with her paediatrician at our endocrinology appointment, and the week after is the much anticipated gastroenterology appointment.  In the meantime I need to crack on with school reports. The past few weeks have reminded me that being a working mummy to a girl who doesn't have the best track record with good health can be a tough one.
Wouldn't change a thing though. Love you G!  

Ps...G's current favourite phrase- I ABSOLUTELY like that. And game-school assemblies. Haha!

Our first mother-daughter Turner Syndrome 'chat'

Last Thursday on our way to the hospital G asked me a question that I'd been anticipating.  Why do I go to the hospital lots?
Knowing we wanted to be as open with her as possible from a young age, I decided to seize the opportunity....

Because you have Turner Syndrome sweetie.
Does Hats have Turner Syndome mummy?
No G she doesn't.
Well you and daddy do don't you?
Actually we don't darling.
Oh. Well who does then?
(Thankfully we'd recently attended a local TS meet up)
Well do you remember when we went to the restaurant on Sunday for a Turner Syndrome lunch?
Yes mummy...
Well R who you did the picture for has it. So does HM who you also did the picture for. And I and G who sat opposite you at the table, and also S.
Oh. They have Turner Syndrome like me?
Yes sweetheart.
Can I have chocolate after hospital??

Bingo. Although the word Turner Syndrome is not alien to her- she has a teddy bear called Turner,  a TS hoodie and we've attended 2 local meet ups with her- we'd never actually told her she has Turner Syndrome.

She won't fully appreciate and understand the full effects of TS for many years to come, but another fact that I know we will need to slowly drip feed is the fact that nearly all girls with TS are infertile.
G is obsessed with babies at the moment-to the point at which she is begging us to have another one, and is frequently shoving babies, pillows and cushions up her top. That breaks my heart. For her.
That said, we will also make it clear that you don't always need to be a tummy mummy to be a mummy. Thank goodness for fertility treatments, adoption and whatever advances in technology will occur in the next 20 years.

Those of you wondering whether the hospital appointment in question was THE appointment......the much anticipated referral to a new ear, nose and throat consultant. It was. And what a shambles. I'm still so incredibly angry, furious infact, that I'm not going to discuss it today.

To end on a lighter (and slightly grottier) note, this occurred yesterday. It caused my sister much hilarity and disgust, in equal measures...
I've got a bogey in my mouth!
What?!
(G proudly presented her tongue with a rather large green friend balanced precariously on the tip)
That's gross you don't eat bogeys, you only eat food! Does it taste horrible?
No its yummy.
Surely not...
No actually it's yummy scrummy!

And I'll leave you on that note!

Head, shoulders, knees and toes....

...eyes and ears and mouth and nose.....

Eyes: We've been attending the opthalmology clinic for the past year in a bid to find out what most people would ascertain in one appointment! It's taken a year due to her distaste of anything 'hospital', but finally, we managed to get Grace seen by her consultant. 
Tears. 'Where's the monkey?' . Eye drops. Screaming.  Chocolate. 30 mins in the coffee shop whilst said drops dilate pupils. Screaming.  Lots of role play by the surprisingly child-friendly consultant, and bingo. G is on the verge of being short-sighted, which caught us unawares actually. We had no real concerns about her sight, it was only due to her Turner Syndrome that she was referred. 
No imminent action required, other than regular tests to determine when she crosses over into the realm of being a wearer of glasses. I had initially thought that Grace had inherited mummy and daddy's bad sight, but it seems that there may actually be a TS link.

Ears: Our New Years eve appointment didn't disappoint-over an hours wait and we left prior to our appointment with a distressed G. I'm not actually that upset as we have our first appointment with our new consultant next week. Let's hope to be taken a little more seriously from here on in. Especially with a suspicion of glue ear, on top of many recent ear infections, and the constant ear 'itching' as she calls it.

Mouth: Night time - cough cough cough. Wake up.  Cry. Sleep. Cough cough cough. Sleep. Wake. Cry. Sleep. Wake. Yes she's always had sleep problems, but the more I think about it, the more I become convinced it's all linked. Ears, nose, throat, small canals/tubes, inflamed canals/tubes. Adenoids? Tonsils? Both? Neither? Who knows. Hopefully the new ENT.....

Nose: I swear G has not been able to breathe properly through her nose since she was born, especially at night. That coupled with a constant dripping tap of translucent nasal discharge and then there's also the suspected sleep apnoea .... that's a few more to add to the list for our new ENT consultant!

In other news.....G has achieved a several more gymnastics badges since I last blogged. As many of you know she has bags of energy, and gymnastics is the perfect release for her. In addition to the gym classes she's also started swimming lessons, which she adores. A perfect early Sunday morning activity for G and Daddy whilst mummy watches from the sideline with a cuppa :)

Not much else to report other than the fact that Grace wants to know when it will snow next as she had oodles of fun pelting Nanny and Grandan with snow balls.  She would also like any of you who are holding onto the last legs of Christmas to remove your decorations and lights. She's confused and doesn't appreciate the fact that mummy and daddy took hers down!

That's your lot for now....
HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ALL OF OUR FRIENDS AND FOLLLWERS xx

Has Father Santa Clause been?

G has been bursting with the joy of Christmas this December. That is on the days when she hasn't been ill...hmm...  G has been ill this December!

We've frequented the out of hours, our local surgery, and the walk in centre due to numerous infections. Throat and ears, but ears mainly.
To combat the ongoing problem G was upgraded from banana medicine to some horrendous tasting, vomit inducing antibiotics which ended up doing more harm than good. So four days before Christmas on the advice of the Doctor, we went cold turkey.
She is still riddled with cold, but her ears appear to have relented for now.

Christmas
We had a fantastic Christmas day. Love, family, food, sharing, giving, happiness. Though tantrums were two a penny. But I guess for a toddler who is a stickler for routine,  and has a tummy as delicate as a flower, she was bound to go a little crazy with the food and gift frenzy! Routine was restored at bedtime,  and she slept like a log (almost) for the first time in weeks.
Aswell as G receiving some lovely gifts, I received a truly thoughtful gift this year. My amazing husband combined my love of writing this blog, and my dream of becoming an author to create my very own hardback copy of Short 'n' Sweet, volume 1. Seeing G's story in print, hundreds of pages of print, reminded me of what an inspirational little girl we have. A beautiful God-given child who has defied the odds.

The A word
Four appointments in the forthcoming weeks. Ears-old consultant, eyes, more in-depth eyes, and ears-new consultant. Four appointments that involve physical contact. Habitual utterings of  'Don't worry they're just talking to mummy about you, they won't touch you' will be null and void!

So for us now,  back to thank you cards and playing hairdressers/babies and mummies/Fireman Sam, just like any other 2 year old. Only, one that's missing a tiny little chromosome.

Wishing you all love and peace for 2016

The problem with a high pain threshold

The problem with a high pain threshold is that G doesn't often realise how poorly she is. We have to second guess. Fit together the pieces of the complex puzzle.
Do your ears hurt? They Tickle.... how's your mouth? My teeth and tongue are sore.... do you feel poorly? A little bit but I don't need to go to the doctors....This is a classic trait of Turner Syndrome.

So today we've mostly been sat in the overcrowded pen that is our local walk in clinic. Standard winter behaviour in the Chapman household, (we need reservation signs for the out of hours!)
This virus has persisted, but after 7 weeks and numerous dismissals from various clinicians, G has finally got some antibiotics.  Winter ear infection count 3 - G 0. Plus a throat infection for good measure.

ENT
Finally I've initiated the re-refferal process so that we can get G a new ENT consultant. Our GP has even stated that long term care will be necessary. In the meantime the decision as to whether to keep our current appointment with our less than favoured consultant for 2 weeks time.  Watch this space!

ROLE PLAY
G is obsessed with role play... Caring for her twins and cleaning are the activities of choice at the moment.  So when we took delivery of a Little Tikes sink and stove with fully functioning tap last week, she was beside herself. Literally. The first thing she asked for upon waking the next day was to wash up.  At 6am. Maybe I'll benefit from this in 10 years time?!
She's also made sure to tell santa that this year it is vital that she gets a double buggy, double highchair and double car seat for her twins. I love watching her play. Especially when I hear my sayings creeping into her role play dialogue.

CHRISTMAS MAGIC
Christmas is magical this year for G. It's the first year thats shes been able to take it in and start to appreciate the joy of it all. The chocolate, the lights, the stories, the advent calendar. Especially the advent calendar. Having sourced a reasonably priced dairy free calendar,  I knew that she would be excited. But little did I know that our usual evening whisperings of 'love you, kiss kiss' would be replaced with 'so when I get up in the morning I can have another chocolate can't I? '
Sadly we've missed our Carols by candlelight service today, but we hope to visit a Bethlehem reinactment at our local church soon. That and an obligatory visit to Santa's workshop next week.

FEELING THANKFUL
So with the last week of term coming up, and finally getting moo on the road to winter bug recovery in time for Christmas, I can safely I'm thankful for several things right now:
The NHS, regardless of how overcrowded it's frontline service was;
(Almost) completing a term in my new school;
Having a beautiful daughter who takes all things in her stride;
And having an amazing husband who puts up with all my hysteria about G and her health.

That, and having an incredible God who looks out for us all. 

Next post, CHRISTMAS!

A two hour wait!

I've not posted at all in June, eek sorry! It's been fairly quiet on the Grace/TS front, but fairly hectic for us as a family. Some fab times-a trip to the zoo and paddling pool fun, and some not so nice times. Still, onwards and upwards....

First local Turner Syndrome get together
A few weeks ago, we were lucky enough to participate in a local meet up. Two lovely mummies had decided that there was a need for a friendship group in our local area, and I was beyond excited when a date and venue was agreed.
We had a lovely time at a local country park, Grace was in her element!  So was I ... It was so refreshing to talk with mummies & daddies who had walked our walk. Despite only meeting properly for the first time, I felt at home. Accepted.  Truly understood.  Discussions were rich and varied: sleep, toe nails, diagnosis, food, speech, growth hormone, and the cakes were yummy too!
And I'm pretty sure that between us we were more knowledgeable than many health care professionals that I'd come across.  Not a criticism. Just an observation.
Another intesting topic was how such antenatal diagnosis are dealt with. How a lack of knowledge was possibly to blame for the offers of termination, the bleak outlooks and the general 'we're very sorry but....' conversations. Again, not a criticism, but I'm sure anyone with an antenatal syndrome diagnosis can empathise with us here.

Anyway, an extremely positive experience and 'm waiting with baited breath for news of the 2nd meet, as well as trying to contain my excitement of the upcoming TS conference.  Three months and counting!

Ear, nose and throat
When your child is petrified of hospitals  -no exaggeration-the news you do not want to hear upon arrival to the outpatients department is 'I'm sorry but we have a waiting time of 2 hours today'. REALLY?! Tim and I exchanged looks of sheer horror,  politely declined their offer to take a hospital pager and visit the cafe, and told them that in  no uncertain terms were we staying. After some negotiation we secured an appointment for 4 weeks time.
The apppintment was only routine, and thankfully the daily antibiotics have kept Grace's ear infections at bay for the past 6 months. The burst ear drum was my main concern. 

Food has been less of an issue since I last posted. Well maybe not less but the situation hasn't deteriorated. We are pretty much down to morning and bedtime milk now (if you can call the vile stuff that), and three meals a day so long as they involve sausage, egg or pasta! Raspberries have recently been a hit, and ice pops are a savour in this heat. Grace has several upcoming appointments so we shall know the true impact of the food aversions on her weight.
I must admit my anxiety did go in to overdrive yesterday when I read an article about potential school/nursery lunch box inspections....how true it is, is debatable,  but I'd be struck off the list as a good mother! 

Summer holiday fun??
We go several weeks without an appointment then we have 5 in the space of 6 weeks. We know how to make the most of our summer holidays.....
We have endocrine/paediatric,  ears, community paediatric,  eyes and her two and a half year health check. I must always be grateful at how well she is looked after by our NHS system though.

So yet again that's us until next time, if we haven't melted by then. I'm going to take up Grace's mantra in this heat ...'let's just stay in the paddling pool mummy!'