Crazy Busy Week
There was a time that we prayed for Santana to come off the ventilator only if he can walk and talk and not lay in a semi conscience state. Today, James and I reflect on that. Then all I can see is our ICU nurse Melanie telling us that he will not be the same Santana and if we choose not to let him go off the vent, we will have a long road ahead of us. If only we could have seen in the future at the time we had to make that decision.
I guess what has set me off this weekend was when we were sitting at Jett’s opening day baseball game (YAY JETT!), James points out that if life was the way it were, Santana would be playing his first year of little league next season. Wow! I can’t believe that. It actually made me miss him so much!
Instead of fitting him for a uniform, we are fitting him for braces and a wheel chair. Which NONE are working at this point. Santana, sadly, looks like one of those kids you see on the commercials of children out of the country you can send a few bucks a month for to keep them alive and give them healthcare. But instead it averages out to hundreds, yes… even with state aid, and he is well taken care of with LOTS of therapy, yet his body is all mangled up still. I am so sad for him. He has been crying a TON! Coughing and spitting up a TON. I am sad for him. I am frustrated for him! I wish I could get amnesia and forget everything before December 16th, 2006 so I can live life like this is the only life I know.
Oh, I just thought. I haven’t updated for a while, so you guys don’t know the rough week we have had that may have set me off. First, I took Tyree to urgent care about 11 pm Tuesday or Wednesday night as he was struggling with his breathing. He had a good solid case of CROUP. Arg. No sleep. Poor baby. Then Thursday night, James took Jett in for a severe ear infection. ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! Oh, and did I mention, all week, we keep getting pinkish blood in Santana’s spit up. Doctor thought it was irritation from suctioning. But 6 days is WAY too long for that. Well, Tyree did GREAT Friday and Saturday. Then he woke up today with runny nose and yet coughing again. Coughing till he gags. I feel so bad for him. So I have no idea when we will see the end of this. But I PRAY Santana does NOT get croup as he has enough issues with his airways.
So, after all that blah, blah, blah… I guess I am just tired. I am tired. DAY IN DAY OUT…tired. And more than me being tired. Poor Santana has about 3 hours of therapies (including chiro) all together. He works so hard. Yet, his back is so torqued. Today, we had him on the wedge face down with his head lower. This helps drain out all the junk. It is the ONLY position now that he doesn’t cough and choke. He is so clear, he gets a good stretch and his back looks a tiny bit better. But he isn’t a bat. He can’t live like that.
I am distracted. I can’t write. This is probably all over the place. I will look over it later and add baseball pictures tomorrow.









Then in speech, we can get his jaw open with the big chewy thing we use in speech. We don’t have to pry it open with lots of massage. He open right up and practices biting! THAT is new since Stem Cells. Sunday we had him going down on the wedge so his head was lower than his body, this helps drain the junk out. And I stood about his head and kept telling him to look at me. He lifted his head a little. But even more, he was FRUSTRATED in his face. Then he started making these new noises that was like babbling. It was so cool! So I really feel like something is coming out of this. This isn’t little things that are questionable… these are big changes. I believe this is just the tip of the iceberg! 
We have been trying to get him to use the button. Now we figured out how he can! He kicks on command! He LOVED kicking the little instrument… I don’t know the proper name, I call it like the clams that click. He did so good! I was proud of him! His therapist really enjoyed it too! I am sure it can be frustrating to sing and what not and not get a reaction. Even when I am playing with him and he just stares at me blank! So it was good he gave her feed back! YAY! Go Nanas!






























































