I should start with something positive . . . we had a fantastic break. We swam, went to the zoo, went to parks, played, etc. Lots of family fun time. All of the doctors were on vacation, which ended up forcing us to have a week without doctors . . . it was annoying not to get anything done while we were off from work, but ended up being lovely. It often strikes me as very sad that we are spending so much of Maya's babyhood driving to every doctor under the sun.
That said, today the doctors were back and so were we. Dave took the day off from work (thanks to the other KIPP teachers who make this possible!) to come with us to the ENT and the neurologist.
1. The ENT checked out Maya and saw that her adenoids were still enlarged. We're going to go ahead with surgery next Thursday, April 30th (her 11 month birthday!) to remove them. It's really hard to decide whether someone else (who can't speak) should have an operation. But we have hopes that she will be able to breathe easier, and that she may progress faster towards eating with the extra breathing space. Currently, her adenoids are obstructing about 70% of the speace that she breathes through, which is a lot. That said, it will obviously be sad and scary to send her into surgery :(
This is what they should look like, if they weren't swollen:
2. Neurologist: The neurologist and his partner were really, really nice. That said, it was stupid to go see them. I had made this appointment by accident (I was supposed to find a developmental pediatrician, not a pediatric neurologist) a few months ago, and decided to keep it because . . . why not? Maybe they would just clear her neurologically and that would be one less thing to worry about? Turns out not so much.
If you went to a proctologist and complained that every time you ate, your stomach hurt, you'd expect them to go in (yikes!) for a look, no? Because looking up people's rear end is what they do. Well, if you take a baby to a neurologist because she doesn't eat and has developmental delays, they want to take a look at her brain. Because looking at brains is what they do. But hearing 2 medical folks suggest a brain MRI (which requires 45 minutes of sedation) after you've just barely wrapped your head around 30 minutes of sedation and surgery next week . . . well, it's not a fun afternoon.
We decided not to do it----there's really no reason to at this time. If some other doctor had suggested seeing a neurologist, we'd follow through, but since I just brought us in there, no. If her therapies don't help, and her 1 year follow-up genetic testing doesn't show anything, and we're still at a stand-still in a few months, maybe then we'll go for tests. But now it seems excessive. And we're so tired of tests and evaluations.
Any specialist that you go to will want to run their specialty's barrage of tests. I was an idiot for not seeing that one coming.
And Maya? Happy as a clam. Giggled like a loon when the neurologist tickled her :)
The highlight of the day ----getting asked our #1 favorite question. The geneticist asked us a while back, and the neurologist asked us again today, as part of their standard questions to Dave and I : "Do you guys have any health problems? Any family history of genetic issues? . . . and, Are you two related?" Fantastic.