Here's to Anticlimactic Doctor Visits
We had the long awaited Neuro visit on Friday and we found out... nothing. Actually, it would be more accurate to say that there is "no news".
Samantha still has severe hydrocephalus. She still has enlargement in the 3rd ventricle, which could be creating pressure on the hyothalamus, which could in turn be causing her thirst and feeding issues. Or not. There was no material change from the MRI she had a year ago, so it seems odd that she would be suddenly developing new issues as a result of problems that appear constant.
We choose to call this a positive visit. Of course, we'd have loved to learn that the hydrocephalus had abated, but we are thrilled that there is no blockage, no increase in pressure, and no need for a shunt.
Meanwhile, the coughing, choking, and vomiting continues unchecked. We went to Target yesterday and Samantha stole a crumb of granola bar, put it in her mouth, gagged, belched, and threw up all over Mom and the cereal aisle. A young associate tried to clean it up and had to call for back-up from someonoe with children, who cleaned it without flinching as we swapped stories about "the worst place your kid has ever thrown up". I invite all the mommies reading this to submit their stories, just to make me feel better.
On a happier note, Samantha has developed an endearing habit of telling people through sign language that she wants "more YOU". Very sweet. She still scoots all over the house on her bottom and gets into everything. We are adding child latches to more cabinets every week. Her little sibling will not have to wear hand-me-down pants.
Pix tomorrow! Right now, we're off to throw Sam in the baby pool for a few minutes.
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Okay - baby vomit stories... I wish I could say that they end, but they have not for us. We call it her 'drinking problem' and try to make light of it and what it holds for her and her college years. If, for any reason, she has an ounce too much of juice/milk/water, she just throws up everything. She isn't sick. She isn't unhappy. And, after the waiter/sales associate/mortified parent cleans up the mess, she goes back to her previous routine. She ruined her adorable outfit for her first birthday party right before the party with this 'drinking problem' and we have had many mortifying evenings out with her and an absurd amount of napkins and baby wipes. I hear it gets better, so we just do the best we can...