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Where did the past 5 months go?!

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So sorry about the lack of posting, honestly, life got the best of me and I wasn’t taking too much care of myself. As a special needs mom, well ANY mom, one thing that should not be forgotten is one’s health.

I ignored some pretty nasty health problems, as a result became pretty sick and lost over 30 pounds due to a Gallbladder full of sludge. I finally bit the bullet and had some testing done.

Thankfully I haven’t had my Gallbladder removed (yet) but if it gets as bad as it was, I will. For now, I’m eating MUCH healthier. I’ve cut out almost ALL junk food and soda. As long as I don’t eat fatty foods, I symptoms stay at bay and I’m okay.

The kids are all doing good. Joey’s sleep training was a success! He will now stay in his bed most nights until 5:30am, some mornings even later! He no longer comes into bed with us in the middle of the night so that’s a plus!


Joey at an Aquarium recently, he LOVES fish!

Let’s talk GI, part 2



*If you missed Let’s Talk GI, part 1, you can read it here.

As the years have gone on, sadly, Joey’s gastrointestinal issues have continued. We STILL deal with chronic diarrhea. Along with that aspect of his problems, 5 years ago we faced an even larger one.

Right around the time we moved into the current house we live in now, we noticed an extreme change in Joey’s behavior. He was acting out, slamming his head into walls and the floors, eating less and less, he was just not himself. We chalked it up to a new house and school. After a while, deep down I knew there was something else, I just didn’t know what.

Due to him not eating, we had discussed a feeding tube. He was losing weight. It was a truly terrifying time for everyone. I had taken him to see his GI doctor, she was at a loss too. We decided start by scheduling  another colonoscopy/endoscopy to see if perhaps there was something wrong that she could see.

I’ll never forget the night all hell broke lose. It was a Sunday night, my husband and I had just put the kids to bed and had just settled into bed ourselves. I had actually started to nod off to sleep when Joey started screaming, crying and doing this wreching/hiccupping sound. Nothing was helping, we couldn’t calm him down.

I packed a bag and rushed down I-84 towards CT Children’s Medical Center with Joey in the backseat. I KNEW something was not right with my boy and that it wasn’t good. I made it to Hartford in record time. Thankfully he was taken straight back when I carried him in the hospital.

There’s nothing WORSE than having your non-verbal child not be able to tell you where he’s hurting from. He couldn’t even point. He just laid there screaming, trying to throw himself out of the hospital bed due to the severe pain. Nothing was helping his pain, not even Morphine.

It took 24 hours to finally diagnose his problem, every x-ray and ultrasound came up negative. His stomach was soft to the touch, not distended. No stomach bile came up until around 22 hours into the ordeal. The doctors finally listened to me and ordered an Upper GI with a small bowel follow-thru.

The radiologist doing the test looked at me and explained that his small bowels were totally obstructed where the bowels and stomach connect and that Joey needed to have surgery immediately.  He has showing me the images on the screen and it was so obvious were the blockage was.

I’ll never forget stepping outside for a moment to call my husband and then my mom. I finally broke down in tears while talking to my mom. I was terrified. I felt like I had failed Joey by not pushing the doctors more and finding this more quickly.

Then they pretty much took Joey straight from Radiology to the Operating Room. I followed my boy who was still screaming, laying on a hospital stretcher down the long white hall, up an elevator, and went as far as the staff would allow me before someone took me to the waiting room.

By that point, I was exhausted. I hadn’t slept in almost 48 hours and I just handed by baby off to the hands of the surgeon to try to have his bowels and his life. They didn’t know what they were going to find when they opened him up. My husband was frantically trying to finish up all of his appointments at work so he could join me at the hospital. My mom was on her way up to Connecticut from Ohio and my mother-in-law had Leah and Aiden. I was at the hospital alone and scared. Finally, one of my friends joined me at the hospital. I think I took very brief catnaps during the two hours he was in the OR.

Once he was finished,  the surgeon, Dr. B came into the waiting room and we sat down and he explained that Joey had developed adhesions (scar tissue) from his Malrotated Intestines surgery and that the adhesions had wrapped totally around his small bowels and pulled them all down from where they were suppose to be. Thankfully, Dr. B was able to save Joey’s bowels! The blood supply flow had just been cut off, had it been any longer, it would have permanently damaged the bowels and Joey would have lost a portion of his small bowels.

Right around the time my husband got to the hospital was the time we were able to go back to the recovery room to see Joey. He looked so small and fragile with all of the wires and drainage tubes coming out of him. He slowly started to wake up and we were taken back to his regular hospital room. After we thought he was doing ok, my husband went home to be with our other children.

Once he was settled in his room, I noticed that his face was swelling very quickly and he was turning beet red. I quickly pointed this out to his nurse, who then proceeded to pull the call button cord out of the socket which made an alarm go off throughout the entire floor. He was having an anaphylactic reaction to something! Doctors and nurses came out of the woodwork and were in the room so quickly. I could feel my legs starting to shake, I started collapsing, I thought I was going to loose him!

One of his nurses took me out into the hallway while they were able to stabilize him. Once I gained control of myself, I went back in. They think he had an allergic reaction to the antibiotic they gave him in the OR, it was one he had never had before.

Joey ended up being in the hospital for 9 days. He had to drink, eat, walk, and go #2 before they would let him go home. Finally I think it was around day six he started taking small steps. Day seven I put out a call to the clergy department, the most wonderful Catholic priest came up to visit us a few hours later. When I explained why Joey was still in the hospital, he said the most awesome thing, “I will pray for poop.” And guess what, about 15 hours later, we got poop and the next day got to go home!

Once he was home, things got interesting, we had to keep Joey from getting into too much trouble while his incision and bowels healed. We had to keep Leah and Aiden (who was only 1 year old) from climbing all over their big brother!

After about 2 weeks, we sent him back to school and things finally got back to normal. He had stopped hitting his head into the walls and floors. His appetite slowly improved, and he started gaining weight back. Our little boy was coming back to us! And with that, I’m going to end this portion of Joey’s GI story and continue another day.

To be continued…


Let’s talk GI, part 1


full-stomachJust a little warning for my readers, this post talks about poop and other GI issues, so if that makes you queasy, you may not want to read this one, for others, this is Joey’s GI story…

From the time we started Joey on baby food, he always had chronic diarrhea. I knew there was something not right with his stomach. Around 2 years old, I finally got him in to see a GI doctor at CT Children’s Medical Center.

After a few months of seeing a GI doctor, she ordered an upper GI to see if anything could be seen there. Unfortunately, the doctor DID see something. It was discovered that Joey as born with malrotated intestines, aka flipped intestines. Obviously, this would require a surgical fix. I’ll never forget walking out of his appointment and calling my mom crying, after all, even as an adult, who else does one turn to when things don’t go right, one’s mom…

Surgery was scheduled for a few weeks later, thankfully my parents were able to come up from Ohio to help with Leah while Joey was recovering. While in the operating room, the doctors also discovered a Meckel’s Diverticulum and that his appendix was even  on the wrong side of his body, both of which were removed during the procedure.

Poor Jojoe (and mommy), we spent 1 week in the hospital before he was able to be discharged. His bowels had to start moving again and he had to be able to hold down food before we could go home. After that, recovery wise, wasn’t too bad. Just had to halfway keep him out of trouble for a few weeks before he could resume normal activities.

Unfortunately, this surgery did not fix his chronic diarrhea. We tried switching around his diet, we tried gluten free, dairy free. One issue still to this day is that Joey can’t eat solid food. He has some pretty severe sensory issues with solid food and not being able eat them so that also has always added to his BM issues. Obviously, not eating solid food, means not having solid poop…

Two common issues with Down syndrome is Celiac Disease aka an allergy to gluten, and also Hirschsprung’s Disease aka chronic constipation (which we already know is not Joey’s issue, lol!).

One trip to see our GI specialist had also discovered that Joey’s BM had blood in it.The next step Jojoe’s GI doctor and I agreed on was a colonoscopy and endoscopy.  The colonoscopy came out negative for Celiac and other food allergy but positive for Lymphocytic Colitis. Along with changing his diet and trying a few different colitis medications that are safe for pediatric use, we never truly found a cure for his chronic diarrhea. There was no medicinal cure that got rid of the blow out diapers, it’s just something that we’ve dealt with all of these years and sadly, there’s more to Joey’s GI story, but I will save that for another day soon.

To be continued…



My Daith story



So a little about my own personal health… I’ve suffered from migraines for years. I’ve been to the emergency room more times than I can count due to dehydration and severe pain from them. I’ve tried multiple different prescription medications, over the counter medications, hormone patches, massage therapists, chiropractors, natural remedies, pretty much anything. I’ve had CT scans, MRI’s the works. The only thing I hadn’t tried was Botox.

I averaged 3-6 migraines a month (if not more), including one whopper migraine the day my menstrual cycle ended every month, which was always the worst one. I’ve lost so many days of my life to being stuck in bed due to migraines. Had to call off work many days which means precious money lost. Lost precious time with my children and husband.   Time I can never get back…

Last year, I started seeing on Facebook posts about the Daith ear piercing and how people have been having success from it. You see, it’s a known acupuncture spot that helps to relieve migraines. I thought to myself, “nope, with my luck, it wouldn’t work!”

Then I kept seeing more and more about the piercing, I even found a Facebook group dedicated to Daith piercings and migraine sufferers. One day in January, I looked at the calendar and realized my period was going to be due soon and perhaps I should give the piercing a try. I got the name and number of one of my friend’s piercer at a local tattoo parlor and called. He actually was the one who answered the phone so I decided right then and there to go get it done. I jumped in my car and went straight there.

Pain wise, it wasn’t too bad, I’ve had multiple ear piercings including my Tragus and three cartilages, so I was prepared for a world of pain but honestly, for me, it wasn’t bad at all. I was able to sleep on that side of my head the first night.

As for the healing, it’s been a journey. Cleaning it with saline solution and occasionally with Peroxide. When it got infected, I took my piercer’s advice and crushed an aspirin and mixed it with a drop of water and made a paste and covered my ear in it. I would sleep with the aspirin over my piercing then soak it off with warm water in the morning. Thankfully it healed.

Since January 29th, I’ve had two severe migraines and a few dull headaches. I still get the occasional light sensitivity, dizziness and nausea that was always associated with my hormonal migraines but nothing compared to before. Although there is no medical evidence that the Daith is a known cure and hasn’t worked for everyone, the Daith piercing has been a life saver for me!

Stuck in my head!!!


wigglesJoey goes through phases where he will obsess over 1 DVD, along with his normal favorites (Mickey Mouse Clubhouse, any of the Disney Pixars…) that he will watch every other movie/show he watches. The past few days, he’s obsessed with The Wiggles, You Make Me Feel Like Dancing. So at least 1-2 times a hour, I have to put this one in. I’m just happy and grateful that the Australian quartet is keeping Joey somewhat happy while he’s getting over the flu.

Ok, I admit, some of the songs are catchy and get stuck in your head (especially Day-O!!) but I swear, after the past 24 hours, I’m going to hear these guys in my dreams tonight, LOL!!

Duck and cover!


Well the annual stomach bug has entered our household and it’s latest victim is Jojoe. I spent the night with him out in the playroom bouncing between the sofa and the recliner. The poor kid is miserable!

This is one of the frustrating parts about Joey when he’s sick. If he doesn’t feel good, he won’t eat or drink. It’s times like this that I wish my kid would eat a popsicle or jello, but it’s one of the downfalls to his sensory diffilculties eating. Praying we can keep him hydrated and out of the hospital.

Thankfully a few hours ago, he finally fell asleep on the sofa with me but of couse like this…