We are now over 5 months into our journey of having a child who was diagnosed as Failure To Thrive (for those of you who don't know, Failure to Thrive simply means that they are not thriving at the level that they should be, according to the averages, charts, etc.).
5 months of pushing Pediasure, trying our hardest to make him eat, going to doctors appointments, and spending time worrying.
So far, nothing has helped.
In July we took him to Sioux Falls to see a Pediatric Gastrointestinal doctor. While we were there, the doctor called in his colleague, who was a Pediatric Cardiologist to consult. Which meant that Drew was put through hours of tests. He had his blood drawn (during that procedure, both he and I were sobbing, and he got so mad that he blew out his vein, so they weren't able to get all the blood they needed. I refused to let them poke him again). He had an EKG and an echo-cardiogram (thank goodness for Baby Einstein Old McDonald, as he loved seeing the animals so he was distracted enough not to cry/move around/fight them during the whole procedure). He had an upper GI test (thank goodness for Grandmas as I wasn't allowed to be with him because it was an x-ray and I was pregnant. but, he still fought them, and it took at least 4 nurses to hold him down).
He was so mad, that he cried the whole way out of the clinic, and only calmed down once I stripped him and let him play in the water fountain:
Wednesday, November 14, 2012
Failure To Thrive:: Another Update
At the end of the day, the only answer we got was that he had a mild case of acid reflux. Well then. That was a lot of drama for not a lot of news.
However, I will say that I was grateful that his heart tests all came back normal. In fact, the cardiologist told us he never wanted to see us again. Done and done.
The GI did choose to put him on a low dose of Prilosec to see if that helped (it hasn't). Besides that, they were pretty much flummoxed.
So, we go along with our life. Trying to get him to eat (he doesn't). Feeding him Pediasure. Enjoying him.
Today we take him to see the Pediatric Endocrinologist. Maybe he will have the answer?
I'm not holding my breath.
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Labels: being a mommy, Drew, FTT
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