I really don't know what to say. I could sit here and swear up a storm, but not sure that will make any of this all better.
I called Dr. Frim's office yesterday to make an appointment for Keegan. After playing a few rounds of telephone tag, I finally got one made for May 8th - the same day as Riley's 3 month check up. It's a bit off, but I am just glad they didn't say May 8th 2009! That's how crazy busy they are.
Speaking of busy - I know a lot of you commented on how we heard the results of Keegan's MRI. You have to know Dr. Frim, and you have to know how EXTREMELY busy he is. Emailing is the best way to contact him. I email him almost everyday, and I get a response back every day. It's the easiest way. So no, we were happy to get an email.
Actually, I just got an email this morning. We were talking about how we would go about treating Keegan. As of this very minute, his symptoms are sensitivity to loud noises, and leg pain. Neither of these call for instant surgery. There has been some mentioning of the use of chronic neuropathic pain medicine. I am just not sure I am ready to use meds on him. But if things get bad, but not bad enough for surgery, what choice do I have? Let Keegan suffer in pain?
The other thing I have been talking to Frim about is the fact that Carson is still rocking herself. She will sit and thrust herself into the bottom of the couch, or against the bottom of a chair, and she does it all hours of the night. We've had CT's done by Dr. Jensen, our cranial facial doctor and he can't seem to find a rhyme to this reason, but when I asked to pick Dr. Frim's brain about it, he said there is a possibility of built up pressure that
COULD be caused by chiari and to have her scanned would not be unreasonable. I just don't know if I m ready to take on anymore children with a chiari diagnoses yet.
I feel lost, I feel hopeless. I know I just need to take things one day at a time, but when I need to keep a household of 4 kids running everyday, I don't even want to get out of bed, no less the laundry, the dishes, the pick up of toys.......
You know living with 2 sets of twins under the age of 6 is hard enough, but when you throw in 4 children with 4 diagnoses, life becomes a ton more challenging- maybe unbearable is a better word.
I know Matt and I will get through this. I just hope we still like each other when we are old enough to look back and laugh.