Allison (Sissy) was born October 5,1994.It was the happiest day of
my life.She spent her first 3 days in the hospital with me, i never put
her down.Sissy was the most beautiful thing to me.She love to sleep with
her head between my shoulder and my head with my ear pressing against her
head.But on the third day they came in and checked her out like they do
but didn't say anything.They just gave us an appointment at the Doctors
office.So about a week after Sissy & Mommy got out of the Hospital
we went to the appointment.Again,they didn't say anything.Finally, a day
later they called us and told us that she had Down Syndrome.That was very
unexpected.We already had one child with Spina Bifida, what were we gonna
do?George was already a handful and we were young,Jodi was only 20 and
me 25.A lot of things went through our minds that day.Could we handle it?How
bad is she gonna be?We already knew some kids with Downs and they were
bad cases ,so to us things looked pretty bad.But Jodi and I Got over our
fears real quick 'cause this is still our little baby girl,whom we loved
very much.
Also the Doctor scheduled us an appointment at Children's Mercy
for the cardiology clinic.Why?I know my heart isn't the greatest but my
daughters heart....No way, there can't be nothing wrong with it!!So we
went.I never cried more (except when she was born) than I did when I heard
what the Doctor had to say.Her heart had several holes in it and two chambers
were one,Sorry i don't remember what they called it.Again Jodi and were
scared to death.What's the future hold?Does she have one?I had a permanent
picture of what i saw on the ultrasound and I know what they are suppose
to be ,'cause iv'e went through them many of times on my heart growing
up.We had other questions.Can they fix it?When?What are we gonna have to
do to help her make it that far?They said we should try to hold off open
heart surgery for as long as possible,so she could get a little stronger.
So now my Sissy
and I got even more closer.She is my little angel and we weren't gonna
let nothing make her a real angel.Allison was always content in my arms
and it made me an even prouder Father than before.
They finally said they would do surgery after she got to six
months old.That's fine,We could wait.Then one day we noticed her turning
blue.She's breathing o.k..What in the world could cause that?So off to
Bothwell Hospital in Sedalia we went.Next thing I know she was on life
flight to Kansas city and Children's Mercy.Which is when we learned a great
deal about Congestional Heart failure.Oh, it was scary.They said we got
her in just in time.She was in there about 2 weeks before she was healthy
enough to go home.So we went home with an education of what signs to look
for.
A couple of weeks later ,again, she looked pretty bad.And again
we headed for Bothwell.This time we knew what was wrong with her.I remember
walking in the emergency doors with Allison in my arms and saying,"I think
she's going into congestional heart failure.".I was never more so proud
of a Bothwell than that time.It wasn't 10 seconds they had her out of my
arms,on a bed,clothes off and working on her.Also they had immediately
had the phone calling Children's Mercy and life flight.
It's scary knowing your daughter is on a helicopter, in that
shape,and that you will be about an hour later that her.What if something
happened to her on the flight?How would we know?What's she feeling right
now?Does she know what's going on?Some of those questions we'll never know.
This time it took three weeks before she was healthy enough to
go home.And things were back to normal.Sort of.We were also proud of her
pediatrician Dr. Ebrahimi and her cardiologist Dr. Ong for the way they
handled Allison.Dr. Ebrahimi ,still to this day,when we go to the emergency
room with Sissy,he immediately sends us to Children's Mercy.90% of the
time by helicopter.
It wasn't two or three weeks later she went through the same
ordeal.This was the final straw for Dr. Ong,us and Allison.So they scheduled
her an appointment for the surgery.So after she was out of the hospital
we had a month to get things figured out.We wanted to know where the blood
came from and things like that.We found out my mom's neighbor,whom i've
known for a long time and growing up we went to the same church,had the
same blood type and the father,Ray,and the two daughters ,Dawn and Dana
were willing to each donate a pint.That's our God at work.Thank you.
So at 4 months old our little girl was about to become a big
girl and not by choice.Her Mommy and I were so scared.It was very hard
to let the nurse take her out of my arms.But I had to give her up.And the
emotions were high.Jodi and I cried and held each other during the whole
operation.We didn't know what to expect.By this time Down Syndrome wasn't
even in our minds.We had forgotten that problem a long time ago.
After the surgery,she was in I.C.U. and it was hard to see her
all full of wires holes and tubes.But we stayed by her every second we
could.Here we were in the city and no one around all the time.But at least
we did have friends and family show up once in awhile.That helped time
go by.And there was the Ronald McDonald house to go to(Thank God for them
too).After all Allison's life was a Roller Coaster ride the whole time.One
day they'd say she doing pretty good and the next she's hanging in there.Jodi
was having nervous break downs through all this.A 20 Year old Mother is
not suppose to go through things like this.After all our 2 year old son
w/ Spina bifida was apart from us every time something happened to Sissy.So
that put a good 4 months off and on away from us.So three weeks of
roller coaster rides Allison started getting better.The fourth week(?)they
finally was able to let her breath on her own and the (temporary)pacemaker
wasn't kicking in much.Oh boy were we happy parents.
I'm not sure how long she was in the hospital but it seemed like
eternity to us.But she did come home healthier than we left.We learned
about Lacex,Dijaxen,Caotopril,Saline, and breathing treatments.These are
things adults take not a 6 month old baby!At that time we were already
in the knowledge of Ditropan,supposetories and catheters for George.Our
Medicine cabinet looks like a Pharmacy.And we called each other Nurse or
Doctor.But we managed to keep up and Jodi would have a breakdown about
every 3 months.
So as the years went by everything was fine and we just dealt
with the Downs.But Allison still went through a couple of heart failures
and viruses and things but they weren't as bad as before.So she was in
and out of the Hospital several times and several Life flights too.
Until she was 2 1/2.She had finally started walking.Jodi and
I was walking down to my Uncles house while the kids were playing at Granny
and PaPa's house , we live accross the street from them and our Uncle lives
about 400' from them.So everybody was watching the kids and Allison is
usually by herself and quiet (she didn't know how to talk).Well she followed
us and we didn't know and walked right into a pile of ashes that had been
burnt 3 days prior.Unexpectedly they were still hot.So Allison got severely
burned on the legs , feet and hands.That was the last thing she needed.We
just heard Granny yelling to us to come help.So we got her inside , took
care of her and called the volounteer fire dept..There was no way a parent
could be strong for thier little girl in that situation.Especially since
i've always told her that I would not let anything happen to her , a Fathers
nightmare has just occured.When Fire Chief Jim Pratt arrived he knew imediatly
what to do and called in Life Flight.The response time was perfect.And
again Sissy was flying off to the city.Only this time it was Columbia University
Hospital.There has to be better reasons to get to fly than that!
At the hospital they did skin graphs and took care of here real
well.Again, though, it was another roller coaster ride.The only thing is
we didn't know just how serious this could be, especially for her.It took
a call to Dr. Ong ,her cardiologist whom is real good with discussing
matter and concerns with us,to make us know what's involved and what could
happen.
The one time I remember most is when Jodi was downstairs and
I was with Sissy and she was asleep.The nurse was in there with her, one
nurse to a patient and that's where they stayed,so I went down to find
Jodi.After about 10 minutes, my beeper went off and I went back upstairs
to find Jodi in the hall and the doors to the burn unit shut, which means
they are doing something and nobody is allowed in.Doctors were running
in and out and to my suprise it was my Sissy they were trying to save.She
had stopped breathing.Come to find out this started as I was walking out
10 minutes ago.
So it took a month to get her back up to where she could go home.
All in all that was really hard to deal with.Since 6 weeks prior
to that Jodi had to go and watch her brother pass away from Cancer.Then
4 weeks prior there was a wedding to do for her mom and my dad.And 2 weeks
prior we were in the same hospital to find out her twin sister's husband,
a good friend,died in flight to the University Hospital from a car wreck
caused by his diabeties.Everybody leaned on Jodi through that whole 6 weeks
and now she was needing a lean to.
Allison is a wonderful little girl.Everyone that knows her can
tell you she is Daddy's girl.She's been through a lot in the past 4 years
but i'm glad there's still more years to come.Her expressions on her face
tell you everything you need to know.Still to this day she loves laying
on me with her head on my shoulder and my ear tight against her head.Her
2 year old sister ,Becca, is advanced beyond Allison but she doesn't let
that bother her.Sissy communicates with expressions,some talking and some
sign language.when she wants something she'll grab your hand and take you
to what she wants and points to it.The next step ,which has been a step
for a long time, is potty training.Someday she'll get it right.
Thank you for reading my story about her and i hope you undestand
just what some children and parents are up against.