Wednesday, October 24, 2012

Fall is here!

Fall is my absolute favorite season.  I love the cooler weather, the colorful leaves, the crisp air, making soups and casseroles, fragrant candles, and a cozy home.  For me, it is a time to slow down and get into a routine.

Today, however, in my home state of Ohio, we are experiencing what is called Indian Summer.  Today it is almost 80 degrees.  We have a rule in our home that we can only play in the sprinkler if the outside temperature is 80.  It has been house the rule for years.

Ben was done with school early today and asked me if he could run through the sprinkler since it is sooo hot.  It was 73 when he asked.  I said no.  Pretty much because I just didn't feel like all the after-water-play-clean-up.  I told him, no, it is not 80 so no sprinkler.  Right when the words left my mouth, I realized that this could literally be the last opportunity he has to run though the sprinkler.  We are in Indian summer, the temps will drop again in the next few days and then winter will settle in.  6 months from now, the chances are high that he will not be running anymore.  How on earth could I deny him something so simple, for my own comfort or convenience? 

As I am sitting here, I am hearing laughter and the simple joys of childhood.  He is he trying his hardest and running laboriously through the sprinker; and he just informed me that he is freezing and can I please warm up the water.

Wednesday, September 12, 2012

Appointment Week

Next week begins a round of appointments that I am not sure if I am ready for!  Ben had been on the waiting list for pool therapy for almost a year and he was recently called to begin.  He starts next Monday.  I have met with his new therapist twice and I think this will be very good for him.  Tuesday, he has his regular physical therapy and Wednesday is his MDA clinic day.  I am always eager for those.  I like hearing that he is NOT progressing in Duchenne and I am hopeful that I will hear the same this time too.  

Thursday he has seating clinic.  He will be fitted for his new wheelchair and we will pick the model we want.  He has test driven a few of them and he want to make sure he gets a blue one!  This appointment will get it all finalized and they will write up the paperwork for the insurance companies.  I am thinking that it will be a long process before we actually get it.  He still does fine walking and when using his medical stroller.  

Now, I need to find a way to squeeze school work in all of this...
I will update more as next week progresses.  

Wednesday, July 11, 2012


Ben has an appointment today with his new allergist. 

A few weeks ago, after eating at Steak n Shake, we noticed his face and lips were swollen.  This is the third time it has happened.  It happens sporadically, and we cannot figure out what causes it.  His pediatrician is concerned that it could be an allergic reaction and he gave us an epi-pen just in case it happens again and he has difficulty breathing.

Actually, the last time it happened was November 28, 2009, when he was first diagnosed with MD.  I took him to the emergency room and the doctor looked at his stomach and legs to see if he had a rash.  He did not.  However, she is the one who noticed his large calf muscles.  This is the day when all the other ER doctors came into our room and we were told that they strongly felt he had Muscular Dystrophy. 

After that episode, we had allergy testing done, along with the genetic testing for DMD.  The allergy testing came back negative.  It is all very confusing.  Now that the swelling has happened again, it is getting very concerning.  We have no idea what could be causing this.  He wasn't on any medication when it happened the first 2 times.  We are praying that they are able to figure this out so that we don't have more severe problems.

Monday, July 9, 2012


I didn't realize how long it had been since I last posted until my mother-in-law said something about it the other day.  Life has just been so busy

Recently, Ben has been having problems with taking his medicine.  Deflazacort tastes HORRIBLE and he accidentally tasted it last week.  He has been refusing to take it since then.  Abruptly stopping this medicine can cause problems with a person's adrenal system.  Thankfully, I was able to speak with his doctor who gave me some different ideas on how to get him to swallow his pills.  Prayerfully, he will begin taking them regularly again!

Ben had an appointment today with his Orthotist.  He has outgrown his night splints and needed to be casted for new ones.  The appointment went smoothly and we should be able to pick them up in a few weeks. 

We had a blessing in the waiting room  before we were called back.  An older gentleman was sitting down waiting for his friend to be done with his appointment.  He struck up a conversation with me about houses, as there was a show on HGTV in the waiting area.  He is a retired realtor and talked about houses he has sold and people he has helped.  I told him we were thinking about either remodeling our home to make it wheelchair accessible or moving to a larger home to do the same.  He asked who the wheelchair was for and I pointed to Ben.  He looked surprised and asked me what was wrong.  I explained that he had Muscular Dystrophy.  He asked me to write a number down.  I thought maybe he was giving me a number of a place to help with remodeling or something.  It was actually HIS phone number and address.  He told me to have my husband call him because he wanted to give us a power wheelchair that he no longer uses.  He said we need to get a battery but that's it.  A great blessing!  Ben has seating clinic in September to be fitted for a power chair but he will not get it for a while.  This chair that the man told me about would be a great in-between.

My husband and I were able to attend a Duchenne conference at Nationwide Children's Hospital in April.  It was very informative!  And overwhelming.  And inspiring.  We met a lot of families and it was very encouraging to meet some of the older boys who are now going to college and basically 'getting on with life'.  I am very thankful for this conference and am looking forward to the next one.

We have been doing a lot of swimming this summer, which is not just fun, but therapeutic for Ben too.  I have been noticing him start to waddle occasionally.  That concerns me.  I mean, I know it is coming that he will lose his ability to walk, but I guess I didn't think about it being any time soon.

I still say, God is good....all the time. 


Tuesday, March 13, 2012

Tuesday, March 6, 2012


As many of you know, we try to participate in some type of fundraising, advocacy, promotion, or bringing some type of awareness to Duchenne. This is the time of year that the shamrocks are appearing in stores and restaurants. Also, it is the time of year for the MDA Muscle Walk!

A friend of mine sells Tupperware and shared with me that they do FUN'raising. They will donate 40% of the proceeds in their Fun'raising booklet to the charity of my choice.

So, if you want some great Tupperware, and want to support a great cause, check out my link here.!twx$eparty_ctl.p_guest_welcome?pv_eparty=6137d11bd4f7882195a25263ebd547b9

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

"8" is the Magic Age

My baby boy turned 8 last week! Bittersweet.

When we were diagnosed, we were told that 8 is the year that DMD boys begin to decline. Their muscles are not growing anymore, giving the appearance that the DMD might not be as bad as we were told. The ages of 6-7 are considered the honeymoon years, muscles are still growing and it really looks like they may be getting better. I have secretly thought that Ben may have Becker's MD, and not Duchenne. I know that it is wishful thinking. For those who don't know, Becker's Muscular Dystrophy is on the same gene, but is not as severe. Those with Becker MD live well into their mid to late adulthood.

There is some good news though. When we were diagnosed a little over 2 years ago, we were told that survival rate is in the late teens. As of today, that has increased to mid-to late 20's. Progress is being made, and I am thankful but I want more. I want a cure. I pray that it is found in time. So many boys have died waiting for better treatments and a cure to be found and my heart goes out to their families. It is heartbreaking every time I hear of another boy/young man who has lost the battle.

But I am living for today, enjoying our time and keeping those thoughts on the back burner and not the forefront of my mind. I don't want to have any regrets of worry or fear. I am still trusting God. I know that nothing will happen that He doesn't already know about and have complete faith that no matter what happens, God is in control.

Psalm 147: 3 He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds.

Psalm 147:5 Great is our Lord, and of great power: his understanding is infinite.