Callie is in second grade this year. Her nurse during the school day knows her well, and Callie has the same teacher her 8-year-old brother Peter had last year, so the transition has been smooth.
Callie’s spring and summer were filled with activities. The highlights for her were a trip to Carolina Beach in May and Vacation Bible School at our church in July. Callie loves to sing, even though it can make her really short of breath. We love to listen to her sing because she has such a classic, out-of-tune, child’s voice (video below).
This fall, just like last fall, Callie is a cheerleader. At first, we weren’t sure if it was worth the risk because she’s weaker and has more difficulty maintaining a comfortable position than she did last year. But not long before the season began, Callie said, “Why haven’t you signed me up for cheerleading yet?”
There’s always an undertone of anxiety that feels as if it’s settled in our hearts permanently. It doesn’t take much – Callie needing oxygen at night; seeing a tired look in her eyes – for it to rise to the surface. We constantly remind ourselves that this is her life, and no matter how tired she is, she insists on living it to the fullest.
We’re going back to Carolina Beach again soon. Callie and Peter made a list of things to do while there. Some of the highlights include eating dinner on the balcony, watching the sun set, sleeping in the bunk beds, getting up at dawn, eating bacon and eggs, and drawing in the sand. With the exception of getting up at dawn, we’re looking forward to it.
Callie turned 7 years old today. Zaxby’s was her choice for dinner, followed by a strawberry cake with a snowman on top.
We’re glad to have reached this milestone. With each birthday comes an awareness that it could be her last. We feel that very acutely this year. We’ve seen some recent changes in Callie’s overall strength and fatigue levels, and her last illness was the most severe we’ve seen in years.
We’re so grateful for the time we’ve been given, and we’re proud of her determination, spunk and kindness.
As Callie’s overall health has improved over the past couple days, her anxiety has grown worse. Ever since we arrived at the hospital on Friday, she has asked constantly when she would be able to go back home. This morning she started begging for us to take her home. We explained to her that she’s at the hospital so she can get better, and she answered, “But I have to go home. It’s the only way I’ll get better.”
We realize that 6-year-old children can be impatient and demanding, especially when they’re in uncomfortable situations. But over the years we’ve also learned to listen to what Callie’s actions, as well as her words, are saying. It became clear that her anxiety over this hospitalization had gotten to the point that it was affecting her ability to recover.
So today, we brought Callie home. She’s certainly not well yet, but she’s in high spirits and is being her usual little self. We’ll still be dealing with challenges in getting her fully well, but we’re very hopeful.
We are very grateful for the care she received at the hospital but home is simply where she belongs.
Callie is still in the Pediatric Intensive Care Unit at Brenner Children’s Hospital. The IV antibiotics seem to be helping, although her anxiety has been making it difficult for her to rest. The good news is that she seems to be overall better today than she was yesterday.
Breathing is still difficult. Throughout the day she has needed her Bipap machine, along with supplemental oxygen. Her temperature climbed to around 103 degrees F during the night but has not been higher than 101 today.
She’ll be in intensive care for at least one more night. We will post again tomorrow to let everybody know how she’s doing. We appreciate the prayers and well wishes for Callie and our family.
Callie started feeling bad Tuesday and has continued to get worse each day despite antibiotics, extra therapy and rest.
We’d done everything we could to help her recover at home and she still was getting worse. So today we brought her to Brenner Children’s Hospital in Winston-Salem where a chest X-ray confirmed that she has pneumonia.
She will be staying in the hospital tonight and has been getting IV antibiotics. We expect to see some improvement within 24 hours. We also hope that she is able to rest, which, along with medicine, is essential to her recovery.
“In my dreams, I can walk.” Those were Callie’s words to Nathan recently as he was getting her out of bed to start the day.
When kids have asked Callie why she can’t walk, she’s always said, “Because it’s the way I’m made.” That’s now been replaced with, “Because it’s the way I’m made……and I don’t like it.”
When Callie was diagnosed with SMA 5 years ago, Nathan and I were determined to do everything within our power to give her as normal a life as possible. We did for a while, but it’s gradually gotten harder to do. We knew she would one day gain the sad realization of how physically limited she is. We knew this disease would destroy her body and eventually take her life. What we didn’t know, and had come to fear in recent months, was that this disease might also destroy her spirit.
But this month, Callie told us otherwise. For her entire life, she’s watched all her brothers play soccer and flag football for a local Upward sports league. She’s always watched the cheerleaders intently and announced to us that this year, she wanted to be one. If anyone other than Callie had suggested this idea, we would’ve emphatically said no. We wouldn’t want her facing the sadness of not being able to do the things the other girls can do. We wouldn’t want her having to answer the constant questions that come from curious children — “How can you cheerlead if you can’t walk?”, “How do you take a shower?”, “How do you go up and down stairs?”, “Can you go to school?”
But Callie’s brave. She’s not like us. She’s gone to her practices and had her first game this past Saturday. She doesn’t care that she’s too weak to lift her arms in the air, much less her pom-poms, or that she can’t move her legs, or that she’s always a few motions behind the other girls.
When we got to the field Saturday, Callie looked at us and said, “I’ve been waiting for this my whole life!”
We’re very happy to report that Callie’s surgery went well. She was breathing on her own not long after leaving the operating room.
After going under anesthesia, Callie got dental X-rays for the first time so that the dentist could determine exactly what Callie needed. As it turned out she had one cavity filled and a total of 9 teeth pulled, including all 8 front teeth. Callie’s jaw is very small, and her permanent teeth were trying to come in but couldn’t because it was so crowded.
The other extraction was in the back of her mouth. That tooth was so deformed that the dentist thinks something went wrong when it was developing.
After the dentist finished, Callie had an uneventful extubation, and she didn’t even need her Bi-pap. She has slept most of the afternoon and evening and remains in the pediatric intensive care unit so that her breathing can be closely monitored.
The funniest part of the day happened just before surgery. Nurses and other health care professionals routinely confirm a patient’s identity. So when the anesthesiologist asked Callie if she was “Callie Golden,” Callie shook her head and quickly said, “No.”
Our hope is that Callie can go home tomorrow. Thanks, as always, for the steady flow of prayers and well wishes.
Callie is scheduled to have her dental surgery tomorrow morning around 11 am. We’ve made some progress at home with getting her to wear her Bi-pap, but she still won’t sleep with it on. After she’s extubated, our hope is that if she’s awake enough to scream about not wanting to wear the Bi-pap mask, her oxygen levels will be good enough so that she doesn’t need it. But we plan to go in armed with books and movies to keep her occupied in case that doesn’t happen.
We will post an update about Callie’s surgery either Tuesday night or Wednesday morning.
As an aside, people are usually interested in how our boys interact with Callie. We always say that they, naturally, adapt everything they do to accommodate her. This video shows just that. Isaac and Ezra had new Star Wars lightsabers, so one afternoon, Isaac decided to get some of the action on video. That turned into him wanting to make a little movie. And you can guess who he decided to cast as the heroine.
(Note: Callie’s glasses are just for play. Isaac and Peter recently got reading glasses, and when Callie had her eye exam, she cried when they told her she didn’t need any. So Nathan couldn’t help but get her a pair of fake glasses to play with.)