Sunday, February 10, 2013

MAKING HARD CHOICES

I was in the middle of a body pump (a weight training class) class. In between weight tracks, one of the instructors who was also taking this class, turned to me and said that I had to come to her class on Friday. She was going to turn her class into a Valentine's party! She was referring to the music she was going to use for her class. I said that I was sorry, but that I wouldn't make it. She is a hard core instructor, so no excuse is good enough to miss class. "So, why can't you come", she asked. I said that I had a conference I had to attend. "What is the conference about?" was her next question. "It is an ethics conference at Children's Hospital", I answered honestly. "Ethics Conference???" "Yes, it is about end-of-life decisions for sick children", I said. "Oh, so you're a nurse?", she said. "No, my son lives with a chronic disease", I said. I could see on her face that this was the least she had expected to hear by simply trying to get me to her class. It was time to pick up our weights again, which made a natural break in our exchange. For the rest of the class, we were focusing on our weight training, and I honestly felt that I had told her a little bit too much about my life. Maybe a little bit more than she was ready to hear at the gym.

Friday came around, and it was time for the Ethics Conference at Children's Hospital. The title of the Conference was "Making Hard Choices". I had been asked to open the conference. By now, I am ok to tell our story. Our story of taking Jacob home from the hospital after 50 days of attempting to stop seizures, a metabolic crash that got everybody to think that this was Jacob's way of saying that his body couldn't do it any longer, and two subsequent pneumonias is not new to me. The importance of the story is that end-of-life decisions should preferably not be made in the middle of an emergency. We're in a way the lucky ones who started down this path three years ago, and have had plenty of time to figure out how we want Jacob's life to look like at the end, and what that also means for the rest of our family. And when I write this, I also have to acknowledge that there are so many feelings and emotions that go into this decision-making process. How can you make the best decision for your child and take yourself out of the equation, so the decision is truly the best for your child, not necessarily for you? What the audience didn't know is that I had woken up this Friday morning with food poisoning. I started to feel sick to my stomach overnight. I knew that my opening couldn't really be told by anyone else. You simply can't tell somebody else's story when it comes to these topics, so I was determined to make it to Children's this morning - upset stomach or not.

Before lunch, it was time for me to participate in a panel discussion. On the panel, we were two parents, one GI doctor, and one doctor from the Special Care Clinic. We were presented with a case of a 4-year old girl who lived with an unknown chronic disease. In the last year, she had overall digressed and had drastically lost weight. The doctor felt that a feeding evaluation for a feeding tube was the next natural step. The doctor also knew that oral eating for this girl was very important and was equal to "quality of life". We two parents have taken different courses on our journeys. For Jacob, we have taken many interventions including a feeding tube to help our boy to live and thrive. As Jacob's disease has progressed, we have also said no to certain interventions that we didn't think were right for Jacob. The feeding tube wasn't one of them. The other dad and his family took another approach. They knew their daughter would die, and as the feeding tube came up, they decided against it. They had read and heard from other families with the same diagnosis that when you're dying, food is the least on your mind. They didn't want to interfere with the natural path of dying. The conclusion we all had, doctors and parents, is that when it comes to decisions, and hard choices, there are no right or wrong answers. You have to create your own path with your child.

The highlight of the day was my friend Heather. My dear friend Heather (http://samsmom-heathers.blogspot.com/) has lost her daughter Samantha to mitochondrial disease. This was the first time she publicly told her story about the last hours of her daughter's life and her death on a sunny Sunday morning. She told her story, and what happens when you don't have a CPR directive in place for your chronically ill child. She didn't leave out many details, she told us the beautiful and the ugly parts of a child dying in the home without a legal document. It was powerful to see Dr. E. respond to Heather's story. She told the audience that she was deeply sorry for what Heather and her family had to experience around Samantha's death. She also said that since that happened to Heather and her family, she had changed her practice. She will never leave the end-of-life discussion for a chronically ill child to a later time. She will proactively bring it up, since noone can predict the future. Heather's story is powerful by itself, but for Samantha's doctor to also take part of it, and admit that she would never ever again like to see a family have to go through what Heather had to do, was simply beautiful. I know that exchange between Heather and Dr. E. will make fundamental changes for both parents and medical staff working with chronically ill children.

When the day was over, I was content. Despite the hard topic, it had been excellent presentations, and very rewarding exchanges between parents and physicians and nurses. I felt that the conference for many was the beginning of making hard decisions. As I was driving home, still with an upset stomach from the previous night's Mongolian BBQ, I started to relax. Despite Joakim and I having been down this path of hard decisions and end-of-life care for the last three years, it is hard. It brings up a lot of emotions. It brings up a lot of feelings. By the evening, I finally started to feel better from my food poisoning, but I was exhausted and very tired.

The following morning I ran into the body pump instructor. She stopped me in my tracks, and said "hey, how was your conference?". I told her it had been really good. She was happy to hear that. That little confirmation meant a lot to me. It made me realize that most people can take much more than you think. It made me realize that she cared. It made me realize that I am never alone on this journey, even when the going gets really tough.

Love,
Maria.



11 comments:

  1. I'm honored to call you friend. I wish I could have been there for the conference. I'm proud of you and Heather.

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    1. Thank you, Deana. I think you would have liked it Friday! See you later this week!

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  2. Maria, as I read your blog, it brought home a subject I have not been brave enough to face myself. Last year about this time, we finalized our will to set up a trust and guardian for Aislinn in the event I or my husband dies before her. A terrifying and emotional journey on the other side of the spectrum when compared to your blog. It is comforting to know the facet of life your blog brings to life and the awareness the conference has brought to medical professionals. It is needed. I love the fact that your instructor had the courage to inquire about your successful presentation! Admiring your strength... Michelle

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    1. Hi Michelle,
      Thank you so much. There is a time for each topic. I am glad you have the trust and guardian in place, one thing at a time. Do we get to see you early April at the Anchor Center? Take care, Maria.

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    2. Maria, yes all of us! We are excited about this year! Are extra nurses needed? Michelle

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    3. Hi Michelle, we are too! We could use 1-2 extra nurses on April 6th. I currently have 2 lined up. Would you mind asking your nurses? Thank you so much!!!

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    4. I do not mind asking. I will keep you posted. :)

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  3. I admire your strength as well. As a mother of a child who is just starting this mito journey I am so very thankful you have crossed my path. Your story (as well as Heather's) touches my heart in ways I cannot explain. I look forward to meeting you in the upcoming support group. Thank you for who you are and what you do.

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    1. Hi Linnea,
      I am glad our paths have crossed. I am looking forward to meet you and your family early April! Thanks a lot, Maria.

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  4. Maria, I'm in awe of how well you are able to deal with Jacob, questions from people who know nothing about your situation, (from baby food in the grocery to working out in the gym) and still keep such a sense of humor and grace about all you do!! Jacob alone is an all consuming task and here you are on boards, in meetings, taking care of yourself and the rest of your family, and talking about and making decisions nobody would even want to think about! Your entire family is such an inspiration of love and support. May God continue to Bless you all and give you the strength to endure the journey you are on. You are an amazing mom, wife, and friend to so many. Linda

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    1. Thank you, Linda. You are an inspiration too! I sometimes do better the busier I am :- I know it doesn't make sense, but somehow that seems to be how my life rolls! I hope you all are doing well!

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