While looking through another "special" mom's blog about her sweet daughter, I saw some pictures and read some comments that brought back a rush of memories. When I started this blog, were were a couple years past the "beginning" of this journey, but I did write several Facebook notes as we were struggling through getting a diagnosis. So this post may be a little long, as I'm copying each one of those here, to keep them all in chronological order. It's a little painful to look back on those times and remember the hope that it was nothing big-that the doctors wouldn't find anything and he would just "grow out of it" as so many people said for so long. But it's part of who Bryce is today, and I wouldn't change a thing.
(Due to the copy/paste from Facebook, the layout of this blog post is atrocious! I apologize in advance-just do your best to slog through it)
The Enduring Saga of Bryce and his speech issues
by Nicole AndJared Burkholder on Tuesday, March 18, 2008 at 7:59pm ·

Taking blood from a three year old should be an Olympic event
Soooo, I had to take Bryce to get his blood drawn last Friday. THAT was an experience, I must say. Poor guy, he was not happy. The scary part for him was being held down. I had my legs wrapped around his, my right hand holding his left hand, which was crossed over his body, and my left arm holding his body against mine. He started crying once we had him held down. Then they took what seemed like an eternity to decide where to stick him (while I'm holding a VERY strong boy down and trying not to puke myself). Finally she got the needle in-I don't think he even noticed at that point. He was just sobbing this sad little cry. They took four vials, so it took awhile just to finish. I think everyone waiting in the room with us was a funny shade of green and yellow when we were done. BUT, he bounced back quickly and was over it once I took the tape off his arm and got him into the car seat. What a brave boy!
Now, we have to go to Loma Linda for an MRI. That should be scheduled next week sometime. He has to be sedated for that one. (I'm sure that won't be too bad, unless they use an IV for the medicine. If that's the case, see the above paragraph.)
Then, on April 14th, we have to somehow keep him up until midnight the night before, and then wake up at 3AM and keep him awake until 5:30AM, at which point they want me to magically hit the button and get him to sleep, so they can do an EEG on him while he's sleeping. Do these people have kids??? I'm not looking forward to that day either. All of this had better show something, or we just had a big, tiring, painful waste of time!
My day began at 3am and I am so sleeppppppppppppp;/.///kkkkknm
Well, we took Bryce to his EEG today. That was an adventure! We had to keep him up until midnight Sunday night, so we went over to Grandma and Grandpa's house after church until 10:30pm or so. Then we went to Winco to get some groceries (I think people there were wondering what kind of parents we were to have our son out that late). We were home around 11:30pm and I put him to bed. We then desperately tried to get to sleep as quickly as we could, while sucking ever last bit of rest from our brief "nap." At 3AM the alarm went off and my body said whaaaaa??? Poor Bryce was so confused when I went into his room to wake him up. He kept pulling his blanket back up over his head and trying to ignore me. We finally got him up and convinced it was a normal morning (shower, dress, eat breakfast and watch cartoons). At 4:15 we left the house to head to Corona. I was nervous when no one was there to let us into the Dr.'s office, but a lady showed up around 5:10 and let us in. I had to get Bryce settled down and back to sleep as quickly as possible. And would they have a nice comfortable bed to sleep in? NOOOO, that would make people's life too easy! He just had to lay on a regular examination table! That hard, plastic stuff with no covering at all. Poor kid. Luckily he was delirious with exhaustion and put up with it. I got him to sleep after 20 minutes or so and called the nurse in to begin the test. She had to get like 30 wires connected all over his head without waking him up! She kept saying things like,"he must be a light sleeper" and "does he always move like this?" Wouldn't you, if someone was sticking paste on your head and shoving things all over you? I had a tough job just to keep him asleep/drowsy enough not to notice that his head was a technological form of Medusa. Well, we finally conquered and got him hooked up and ready to go. Of course, he slept very soundly once we stopped poking him. So the rest of the test went well. We drove home and went BACK to bed at 7:30AM (I am usually just getting OUT of bed at that time). Got a couple more hours of sleep in before having to get to work for the day. Wow! I'm ready for bed! That's all for nowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww;af
Major Medical Tests are not Designed with Children in Mind!

Bryce's Diagnosis
by Nicole AndJared Burkholder on Wednesday, September 9, 2009 at 1:17pm
I remember days like these. I am so glad we can share it all now.
ReplyDeleteThe blood draw brings back memories of when Daniel had a seizure and was in the ER and they drew blood. Yep, me too, holding him down and him crying -- awful!!! They had a board on his arm, and we're in the hallway on a gurney, and the nurse misses the vein. Perhaps a phlebotomist would be better?! He was 20 months old. When you said that Bryce said, "Are you all right? All done!" oh, my....that's exactly what our son says when he's frightened. They are all so different and yet so very alike.
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