Showing posts with label eb sucks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label eb sucks. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

prayers for tripp

UPDATE: Courtney just posted an update on her blog.


Please continue to pray for Sweet Tripp and Courtney. Things are the worst they've ever been. He is in unimaginable pain. Tripp needs relief.




Update from Courtney:
Tripp is still in a tremendous amount of pain. We are trying to keep him as sedated as possible and working on switching his pain meds to something stronger (he has a VERY high tolerance for pain meds). Bathtime and diaper changes are unbearable. 




Please continue to pray for comfort for my little man- he is truly a saint and bearing a heavy cross right now. His wounds look terrible (especially his head and bottom) and he is getting weaker from lying without moving at all.




We are SO VERY blessed to have our wonderful pediatrician and the most caring and thoughtful pharmacist working practically 24/7 on finding the right pain medicine, making house calls, bring food, and just being there when I need both of them. They are AMAZING. and so are all of you wonderful prayer warriors. 


Thank you all for your continued love, prayers and support at this VERY difficult time.

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

crappy day :(

Whew... it has been a day, Friends. I haven't had an "EB totally sucks" (or "EB is a sonofabitch" as I said on Facebook) sort of day in a long time. As far as Junctional EB goes, Jonah is really blessed with good healing, no corneal abrasions (so far), and only minor breathing issues. Honestly, for us, our biggest issue is that he still has major issues with a terrible gag reflex, throwing up, and having major psychological issues with eating, but we could be dealing with so much more.


And I forget sometimes just how fragile he is.


Last night we let him play outside for too long when it was too hot, and he paid for it today. Last night, when we got him home, we went to change his diaper for bedtime, and an area of skin right around his bum hole was gone. Just gone. No blister, no warning. Just not there. And it is killing him any time I change his diaper. This morning, when he was poopy, he was screaming in agony, raising his whole body off the table when I was trying to clean him (impossible, by the way). Then he starting crying and yelling, "Boo boo! Boo boo!" Broke. My. Heart. All day I've tried to use a Triple Paste/Maalox combo, but it's so raw and in such a tough area, I can't get the ointment to stay on or use a bandage patch. I called the doctor and they've called in some kind of wash, stomahesive powder, and cream that will hopefully help. The pharmacy had to order it, so we'll get that tomorrow. All kinds of creams and treatments are great but don't work when the area is so raw you can't get any of the good stuff to stick. Ugh. Of course, his bottom being in bad shape made bath and bandage change harder than they usually are, and I'm doing things on my own now (my choice), so it just made me a little stressed out.


And then a couple other little things happened that weren't really big deals in and of themselves, but just got to me because I was so down about Jonah's bottom and EB in general. 


And the little boys I fell in love with on adoptuskids.org are no longer there, and it makes me sad. I know it shouldn't have looked so early, but man, they'll steal your hearts. Don't say I didn't warn you.


I'm hoping things (his bottom, my attitude) will be better tomorrow but I do so appreciate you guys sticking with me even through the crappy sorry-for-myself-and-my-baby days. 


And all this tornado stuff sucks too. Enough already.