Bubbles and laughter

Look ma, no trach!

Today was the big day: the ENT doctor was going to see whether there was any scar tissue in Peter's trachea before they could remove the tracheostomy. Within 45 minutes he returned and announced the joyful news that they found only a slight narrowing of the trachea but no actual scar tissue. So they decided to remove the trach and close his trachea!

After another hour in the recovery unit, they brought Peter to us, completely awake and happy and with a bandage over his wound. He will now have to spend a night in the hospital for observation and can then come home with us tomorrow, without any artificial pieces in him. For another month he will have to continue sleeping on an alarm (for heart rate and oxygen saturation), but that is only as a precaution. Our nurses will now lose their job with us as of Monday; after 2 more days observation we'll be saying goodbye to our home health care nurses (thanks, ladies!).

We are grateful to God who has been very good to us. We can hardly believe anymore what Peter has come through.

Birthday boy

One week ago Peter celebrated his first birthday. We are very, very thankful to have reached this milestone. How far he has come in a year!

Peter celebrated by eating a cupcake which he first squeezed through his fingers until it was reduced to crumbs. He also enjoyed visits from friends and playing with balloons.

It's only a week now until his bronchoscopy. Please pray that all would go well and that he can have his trach out soon.

The merry, merry month of May

Hi everyone,

It looks like May is going to be action-packed. Peter's first birthday will be the 13th. Yes, it's been a year already! On the 29th, Michel's parents will be arriving from Holland for a visit. And two days earlier, on the 27th, Peter is scheduled for his bronchoscopy for possible decanulation!

Green light

Hi everyone,

Good news from Peter's hospital appointment today. He first had a chest X-ray which showed that his lungs were the same or slightly better than last time (January, I think). He was then seen by the cardiologist and pulmonologist and both were pleased. (Cardiologist: Peter's heart sounded "perfect as usual"! Pulmonologist: Peter's "on the fast track".) In fact, the pulmonologist gave the green light for the next step in Peter's recovery. In medical terms it's called a 'bronchoscopy for possible decanulation.' In other words, getting his trach out! This would happen sometime after mid-May, because he has to have been off the vent for 6 to 8 weeks.

The pulmonology nurse handling Peter's case outlined three scenarios of what might happen:

1. Bronchoscopy shows airways clear. Trach taken out right during the procedure that day. One to two nights in the hospital.

2. Bronchoscopy shows scar tissue needing removal. Scar tissue is lasered off that day, Peter is sent home to heal. Returns one week later to have trach out.

3. Bronchoscopy shows significant scarring requiring reconstructive surgery. Peter goes home until surgery is scheduled. Reconstructive surgery performed with 1 to 2 weeks in the hospital to recover. Trach taken out before he goes home.

Whatever scenario it ends up as, when the trach is taken out, Peter will have a bandage over his throat for four to six weeks. Then he will have some stitches for a while until the site heals.

Our pediatrician has warned us that when a child gets his trach taken out, he discovers his voice. It's like a new toy that he will want to play with all the time. So we may find our household decibel levels going up this summer.

Look ma, no vent!

Hello all,

The blog has been getting quieter over the past few months, because we are finding that Peter's life is becoming almost too ordinary to justify his own blog. Nevertheless, we are rejoicing in his milestones. Many of these milestones are, again, quite ordinary but any of these are still miraculous in light of his long journey to get there. To be reaching ordinary infant milestones is a delight we could not have imagined to rejoice in last summer.

Peter is now crawling like the best, much better, in fact, than his brother every did and much earlier. He is also learning to cruise along furniture and walls and we have little doubt that before long, he will take his first real steps. We have had to consider changes to the way our house is organized to keep it safe for him. Luckily, the presence of nurses means that most of the time an adult is there to keep him out of trouble.

The fact that he is now moving out of the living room does indeed signal that he is now mostly tubeless. In fact, the biggest milestone in his life was reached today. A very not-ordinary one: he is now completely off the breathing machine. For the first time in his life he is now no longer on any vent, even at night! We rather unceremoniously removed the vent from the room today. The only tubes he still has attached to him are those that provide heat and humidity to his tracheostomy, and his attached to those practically only when he is napping and sleeping.

Peter remains a very happy boy who loves to do as his brother Daniel does. Recently, they discovered a game they can both enjoy playing together. The video below illustrates a particularly enjoyable round.



There are many more milestones; practically every day there seems to be one. He is a good and adventurous eater. Thanks to the six teeth he has, he is quite willing and able to eat all sorts of things. We are looking forward to the next appointment with Peter's cardiologist and pulmonologist on April 23. If the X-rays and all other things look well, we may be looking at a swift appointment with the ENT (Ear, Nose, Throat) doctor to take out the tracheostomy and do the restorative surgery, possibly as soon as May.

What the world needs now: an institute for chylothorax research

I know I have mentioned this to various people, but I finally wanted to write down what was on my mind. Two weeks ago we attended the funeral of one of Peter's little intensive care buddies. Totally different medical situation, but chylothorax was one of the major factors in that baby's struggle.

Chylothorax is a leakage of chyle (fluid from the lymphatic system) into the thoracic cavity. It is often triggered by thoracic surgery, such as open-heart surgery, but can occur spontaneously. It happens in infants and adults, and even in cats and dogs--just google 'chylothorax' and you get a lot of veterinary links. The lymphatic system, in addition to its infection-fighting job, also processes fats in the bloodstream. With chylothorax, the fats get dumped along with chyle into the chest cavity, putting pressure on the heart and lungs.

When Peter's chylothorax started a few days after his heart surgery, the surgeon explained what it was and listed the treatment options. He said, "From the variety of treatments you may rightly conclude that this condition is not well understood." The treatment protocol included removing all fats from the diet, an IV medication called Octreotide, a surgical procedure called pleurodesis, and using the ventilator settings to hyperexpand the patient's lungs against the rib cage. After the effusions stop, the patient must continue on a fat-free diet for three months, then gradually reintroduce fats.

Peter underwent all these treatments. It still took almost two months for the effusions to subside. Children who have heart defects requiring multiple surgeries could get chylothorax, then recover, then get it again after the next surgery. In all that time, an infant with this condition cannot have the fats its body needs to grow and develop. Proteins are washed out along with the fats, and thyroid deficiencies can arise. Chest tubes must be inserted to drain the effusions, but this limits movement and motor development. The domino effect of chylothorax is considerable.

Even from the insurance company's perspective, the cost of chylothorax is high. Peter's hospital stay was originally estimated at four weeks, but ended up at four months--because of chylothorax. As long as the effusions continued, he was in intensive care. He required chest X-rays every day or two, and plasma transfusions on a regular basis to replace lost fluids. Octreotide is an expensive drug, I am told. Then there was the pleurodesis (another surgery), and the need for a tracheostomy (surgery again) because of the long-term ventilator dependency. His custom trach tubes cost more than...well, never mind. And when Peter was ready to come home, he needed 24-hour nursing care and the support of a medical supply and service company.

Surely this condition is worthy of concentrated study. If Michel and I had millions, this is what we would do with it: we would found an institute for chylothorax research. It would be associated with a large hospital that saw a fair number of chylothorax patients every year. The work of this institute would be to come to an understanding of the condition while also working on treatments/prevention. There might be a veterinary wing or branch, because surely there must be correspondences between chylothorax in humans and the same condition in animals. An annual conference would be held to bring together the best new thinking from all over the world. There would also be a nutrition division to come up with healthy, palatable foods for chylothorax patients, especially babies. Peter enjoyed specially-defatted donor breast milk from the Denver Breast Milk Bank; some similar processing center might be part of the institute. There would also be counselling and support for parents and family of chylothorax patients.

We praise God that Peter's chylothorax is a thing of the past. We wish it could be a thing of the past for everyone.

There will be an update on Peter in a day or two. He is doing very well, by the way!