Body failings
Mar. 20th, 2008 10:40 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I don't talk about this too much because it's whiny and it's ugly, but every so often it rears its ugly head and I thought that perhaps if I wrote it out, it wouldn't bother me so much. I don't know.
I was putting the baby down for a nap and got to thinking, again, about all of this muscle tone business and how the PT suggested we see a neurologist. I really don't want Punk to see a neurologist because it's very likely the neurologist will want to do an MRI, and to do an MRI on an infant you have to sedate her. You know, because you can't just tell a baby, "Don't move." And I really don't want Punk to be sedated or put under. It scares me.
But there's also more. So she has an MRI and then what? Then does the neurologist start talking about cerebral palsy? Does it go beyond the world of doing some stretches and hoping for the best, of water therapy and infant massage? Does it become something bigger?
After a while it all just lumps together in my mind: the reflux, that weird mystery rash way back, the formula intolerance, the delays. It always comes back to the same place - my uterus. My uterus, which wasn't able to sustain both of our babies. My uterus, which generated a small placenta and thin umbilical cord for Punk. At the time, it was a casual mention, "Oh, you had a small placenta and a really thin cord." As if it was no big deal. But now I think, 'Did Punk get less oxygen or nutrients because of her small placenta or her thin cord?' Or I think, 'It took a minute to get her breathing and they talked about giving her some blow-by before she got it together. Is that when it happened? Is that what ruined her muscle tone?'
And then that's when I start thinking that maybe I /should/ think about an MRI. Because maybe the MRI would be normal and I could stop beating myself up and concentrate on stretching out my daughter's hips/legs/knees/ankles so that she can function normally in the big world. Or maybe it wouldn't be normal and I would spend my whole life wondering why my body would lose one child and break the other. Maybe I asked for all of this by overriding nature with ovulation inducers, you know? Maybe I just tempted fate a little too much.
It doesn't matter to me, personally, if my daughter has delays or has to work harder or whatever. But it DOES matter to me that I may have somehow caused this for her.
I was putting the baby down for a nap and got to thinking, again, about all of this muscle tone business and how the PT suggested we see a neurologist. I really don't want Punk to see a neurologist because it's very likely the neurologist will want to do an MRI, and to do an MRI on an infant you have to sedate her. You know, because you can't just tell a baby, "Don't move." And I really don't want Punk to be sedated or put under. It scares me.
But there's also more. So she has an MRI and then what? Then does the neurologist start talking about cerebral palsy? Does it go beyond the world of doing some stretches and hoping for the best, of water therapy and infant massage? Does it become something bigger?
After a while it all just lumps together in my mind: the reflux, that weird mystery rash way back, the formula intolerance, the delays. It always comes back to the same place - my uterus. My uterus, which wasn't able to sustain both of our babies. My uterus, which generated a small placenta and thin umbilical cord for Punk. At the time, it was a casual mention, "Oh, you had a small placenta and a really thin cord." As if it was no big deal. But now I think, 'Did Punk get less oxygen or nutrients because of her small placenta or her thin cord?' Or I think, 'It took a minute to get her breathing and they talked about giving her some blow-by before she got it together. Is that when it happened? Is that what ruined her muscle tone?'
And then that's when I start thinking that maybe I /should/ think about an MRI. Because maybe the MRI would be normal and I could stop beating myself up and concentrate on stretching out my daughter's hips/legs/knees/ankles so that she can function normally in the big world. Or maybe it wouldn't be normal and I would spend my whole life wondering why my body would lose one child and break the other. Maybe I asked for all of this by overriding nature with ovulation inducers, you know? Maybe I just tempted fate a little too much.
It doesn't matter to me, personally, if my daughter has delays or has to work harder or whatever. But it DOES matter to me that I may have somehow caused this for her.
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Date: 2008-03-20 03:00 pm (UTC)I am really not good with words this morning, all I can offer is hugs hugs hugs.
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Date: 2008-03-20 03:08 pm (UTC)I wish I had something clever and reassuring to say. I wish I could find some prose that could help you see that you're not at fault, that your body isn't defective and didn't cause these problems. I wish I could help you stop beating yourself up over things for which you had no control.
I wish, I wish, I wish...
Can you point me to research showing the fertility treatments you took cause the kinds of problems Punk's experiencing? What does the medical literature say about a "small" umbilical chord? Even if Punk's medical issues were the result of some issue with your uterus, you didn't have any way of knowing this could be the result. You couldn't predict it.
Regardless of how these issues came to be, the focus needs to be on treatment. Unless your doctors tell you otherwise, the only reason to look back is if you plan to have another child and only then so you can assess risk factors.
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Date: 2008-03-20 03:11 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-03-20 04:02 pm (UTC)((buys you a cup of virtual coffee and a blueberry scone))
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Date: 2008-03-20 03:20 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-03-20 03:20 pm (UTC)If you feel that you wake up every day worrying about this, then maybe it is time to see a neurologist. The other day a mama wrote that test results don't change who/how your child is, they just give you more information. I also understand that you are really nervous about the idea of anesthesia- it is scary. Perhaps you could talk to other mamas whose children have been anesthetized for similar procedures?
On of my friend's children has CP-like symptoms and she goes to a cranial-sacral therapist. Perhaps that's an avenue to pursue as well?
Love to you, mama.
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Date: 2008-03-20 04:01 pm (UTC)Sending good thoughts and a couple extra prayers your way this morning. For what it's worth, I don't think it's your fault, and I think she's a beautiful little girl with lots of people who love her, most of all you and Jen.
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Date: 2008-03-20 06:30 pm (UTC)Much love.
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Date: 2008-03-20 04:27 pm (UTC)You're awesome. You're an awesome parent. No matter the outcome of any medical tests.
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Date: 2008-03-20 04:28 pm (UTC)I get it.
Date: 2008-03-20 04:35 pm (UTC)I, unfortunately, understand exactly what you are feeling. I still cry at the thought that my body pushed L out into this world weeks before he was ready. My body failed my son so miserably that he ended up in the NICU for over a week. I know there is little I could have done to prevent it, but still. The thought is there. And it sucks. How about we stop being so hard on ourselves together? Hugs and smooches, as always.
Carrie-targetgirl
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Date: 2008-03-20 05:01 pm (UTC)You have made Punk happy and beautiful and social. What may or may not have happened inside your body, unwittingly, is nothing next to the amazing intentional parenting you have done.
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Date: 2008-03-20 09:07 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-03-20 09:31 pm (UTC)i know it's hard to control our thoughts...especially these little ones that plant themselves like seeds and then just grow quietly, but there's nothing you can do now but figure out what may or may not be wrong and then just love her like crazy no matter what. i'm pretty sure you can handle that, yes? :)
<3
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Date: 2008-03-21 12:11 am (UTC)I so get that. Not to make this all about me, but you may remember that I took a Cat C asthma med during the whole first tri of my pregnancy. A med that has been known to cause cleft lips/palates in rats. I was absolutely beside myself that Flipper might have a cleft lip or palate... not because it was the end of the world at all if he did... but because if he did, it was probably because I CAUSED IT.
But the stupid thing, while I was beating myself up about this, is that I didn't do anything wrong. I'd gone to my PCP before I got pg and switched up all my drugs to "safe for pregnancy" ones. My PCP is the one who effed up and switched me to a Cat C instead of a Cat B drug.
But who did I beat up? That would be ME.
So, I can't tell you not to feel guilty or like your body failed you in some way, cuz I'm sure I would, too. It's good to get those feelings out there, I think, even if it doesn't change how you feel.
But Punk is a beautiful, wonderful child. And she came from you. So, as others have said, your body did good.
Hugs.
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Date: 2008-03-21 12:15 am (UTC)You went for it, and you got GUS. The punkiest Punk ever.
Sure, i understand where the guilt feelings come from. But I am pretty well-acquainted with a certain cute person whose parents should (and don't) feel guilt about how she turned out (so far). So, unless you were hitting the crack pipe pretty hard while you were pregnant, you have nothing to blame yourself for regarding Gus or any other embryo/fetus that there ever was.
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Date: 2008-03-22 05:21 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-03-23 12:33 am (UTC)I struggle with the sentiment of this post daily. I, too, had twins. Mine were born at just shy of 36 weeks - a girl and a boy. My son had one kidney and a host of other issues which landed him in the NICU after birth (although every specialist that saw him said each issue was no big deal and he would be okay). And then, he caught an infection from which he was unable to recover. After 9 days, he passed away. So, daily, I ask myself why I made a baby that had so many problems and why we went to that hospital to deliver just so he could catch an infection. And the list of all the things I wonder about and worry about and blame myself for can be nearly endless at times. So, although not the same exactly, I *know* what you are saying.
And I feel the need, now, to simply tell you that it was NOT your fault. That, even in spite of all the adversity you've faced since the moment you became mother to your babies, none of it was your fault. YOU did not cause this.
I just thought maybe you should hear it from a stranger. I'll go back to lurking now.. sorry if I seem like a crazy weirdo. I'm not. I promise!
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Date: 2008-03-24 06:22 am (UTC)Bring her to the neurologist, see what they say. Take it one step at a time. I try never to put off medical examinations; if there's something the matter, I'd rather they find it early so there's a chance to fix it. Denial gets us nowhere.
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Date: 2008-03-28 03:19 am (UTC)