I was out in the hall when I got a call from the PICU doc
letting me know that Gavin's blood pressure was
I quickly hurried in to discuss options.
when you've got a kid as sick as mine,
and your caller ID reads the number from the PICU,
your heart just about falls out from between your legs.
The Doctors felt it would be a wise decision
to attempt what would basically be considered an
experimental procedure in the treatment of Pertussis.
A plasma exchange.
Basically in a plasma exchange,
all your blood is removed from your body
and replaced with new blood.
There was ZERO guarantee this procedure would
be of ANY benefit to Gavin.
But given the severity of this condition,
the doctors felt that the potential benefit
(albeit completely unknown)
would outweigh the inherent risks associated
with the exchange.
I signed my john doe and we waited for the blood to arrive.
At this point I had a chance to let the Doctors and angels know
just how many people out there were praying for them. . .
and for my son.
It was a solemn moment for me.
When the blood arrived it was lying in bags on the table.
Richie prayed over it and blessed it to be
exactly what Gavin's body needed to stabilize itself
and work toward healing.
I looked at those bags of blood and
just felt so much peace.
I KNEW we had made the right decision.
The exchange took 2 hours.
It was absolutely amazing to watch them just suck out all that
nasty, poison blood and replace it with the new.
Everyone was a little excited.
NO ONE in the PICU had EVER done anything like this.
It was a first for all of us.
As soon as the exchange began,
his blood pressure began to improve!!
By the end of the exchange the improvement was significant.
It had gone over without a hitch!!
. . . well except for some trouble with the ventilator tube
which required them to bag Gavin
(basically pump air into his lungs by hand)
for the longest 5 minutes of my life.
Upon completion there was a HUGE bottle
of Gavin's old blood sitting on the table.
The mother bear in me wanted to grab it and
throw it through the window for making my boy so sick.
The hope and prayer from here is that this new blood
will help his body stabilize itself so that he
can work on healing.
As I left I asked the Doctor what we need to have happen next.
At this point our prayers are for
- his blood pressure to stay UP
- his urine output to increase SIGNIFICANTLY (or we're going to be facing another slew of dangerous possibilities)
- his heart to stay strong
- and them to be able to back off a bit from the ventilation.
I'm feeling confident.
Your prayers are giving me strength
and giving my son momentum.
I literally owe you both our lives,
because without him, I don't know how I could ever go on.
We're a VERY VERY long way from out of the woods,
but at this point if you've got any good news at all,
I'LL TAKE IT.
We've been feeling so great after this little blip of good news
that we've spent the evening telling
"yo momma" jokes.
but. . .
I have to say the highlight of the night was:
"Wait! I can't keep up! I have Pertussis!"
. . . at least I laughed at myself.
no one else seemed to think I was very funny.
God is good!!!
I'm absolutely certain that this is the first of
miracles in store for my son.
Thank you for your faith. . .
and a million more agains.
go Gavin go!!!!!!!!!!!!!