Monday Jason and I spent a long day in Toronto. It was a very long and full day, but thankfully there wasn’t much waiting time between appointments so the day itself seem to fly by… except for the drive home. We hit rain and traffic and together proved a very long and frustrating combination, but we made it home safely.
We left here at 6:15 am to make it to Sick Kids for our first appointment at 9:30 and actually made it there nice and early. I think Remembrance Day day had something to do with that as there seemed to be hardly any traffic downtown. All those bankers and Government offices taking the day off, lucky them. But it was nice to have the streets clear for a change.
So just after we registered for our echocardiogram – our first appointment of the day – our contact there, Nathalie, asked if I would mind having an MRI before the echocardiogram. She had talked to me before about having one for research purposes, but the timing just hadn’t worked out. So since there was an opening right then I said OK.
And it is a for a good cause. They are doing research right now on baby’s with Congenital heart defects to see how these baby’s are managing their blood flow in utero and the only way to really see that is with an MRI. The information they will glean from it won’t help our baby specifically, but just knowing that the information might help other baby’s down the road makes it worth it.
I’ve never had an MRI before, but as I’m one tired momma I was just hoping it would be a place where I could have a nap. Those of you who have had one just thought, “ha ha, yeah right”. But I was hopeful and they did make me very comfortable on my side with pillows and foam until I felt quite tucked in. But what I did not know that those crazy contraptions make the weirdest loudest noises one has ever heard. But I just relaxed, prayed that God would keep me still and let me sleep, and truthfully I did drift in and out in spite of the noise, so I actually felt pretty rested when I was done. I also felt rather tousled and sported a great bed-head for the rest of the day, but now I can say I’ve done my part for research. And the Cardiologist who was over-seeing the MRI showed me some cool pics of the baby after, so that was a neat bonus.
Next it was the echocardiogram and that turned into a bit of an adventure too because Birdy is very comfortable in a position that is NOT helpful for getting clear pictures of her heart. So our Cardiologist fellow (cardiologist in training) had to call in an experienced tech to help who then in turn just handed it over to Dr. Jaeggi our Cardiologist himself so he could try to get some clear pictures.
The baby’s heart hasn’t improved, but that was to be expected. He doesn’t think her aortic arch is constricted, which is good, but they will get a better view in three weeks when she is born. So thankfully the right side of her heart still looks good and she is still a good candidate for surgery afterwards. Awesome.
So then we met a Dr and nurse practitioner from the newly formed ‘Single Ventricle’ team that will be caring for Birdy after she is born. We are definitely in good hands! But they did stress again just how serious of a heart condition she has, but I was comforted in knowing that they have no expectations and just will just track with her at her own pace, even when it comes to things like nursing. But talking to them was a huge reality check – things are not going to be easy at all. She is going to have a long recovery time and they basically told us we wouldn’t be home for Christmas. I already knew that, but it’s not nice to hear it. It all seems so daunting, but I’m so thankful for a God that keeps renewing my strength when my strength is gone.
And then it was over to the High Risk Pregnancy clinic to meet our OB and see what he had to say. And the good news is that Birdy is now 6 lbs 7 ounces! Woo hoo. She is going to be a good size baby like her siblings, I wouldn’t be surprised if she was over 8 lbs even at two weeks early. And our OB, Dr. Ryan is wonderful. He is the man who did the intervention on Birdy’s heart back in August and is quite the miracle worker over at Mt. Sinai with unborn babies. And since I know that when I’m induced, I’ll be seeing whatever OB is on call that day, I mentioned to him that I might not see him again, but he said, “You’ll see me again”… and then proceeded to change our induction date to the 3rd instead of the 4th. Jason and I think he did that so that he will be there for the birth, which would be wonderful.
So now we don’t go back to Toronto until December 2nd where we will stay the night before heading to the hospital in the morning… Lord willing. We will call on the Sunday to make sure the induction is still a go, and if it is, that means it’s less than 3 weeks away… AUGGGG!!!
I still am having a hard time wrapping my heart around the fact that I have to leave my other kids. But my brain (and other people) assure that the kids will be fine. They are resilient they will be well cared for and loved, and they can come and visit, and who knows, maybe even I can come home from time to time. It’s just my heart that still cries whenever I think of leaving my precious baby’s. Oh this is not going to be easy.
So please pray for us, we have so many hurdles to jump through, still so much to get prepared for in the next three weeks and pray that even through this time, we can still Glorify God who has a plan for us and knows exactly what He is doing.
So that is where things are at.