Today began a new day for all of us. Andy began his first day of a year-long internship in Cincinnati (the last requirement to receiving his doctorate degree). With this comes a lot of transitions for all of us.
Since Maggie was diagnosed, Andy took a year off from school and so there was always one of us with her. My job was very nice in that I could do a lot of work from home, so I was able to be home and at the hospital with Maggie also. So, in essence, Maggie has had both of us at home for the last year, and Andy and I have been there to support each other as well. This will no longer be the case.
Andy's commute to Cincinnati is about an 1:20 minutes and so he will be having long days. He actually got home tonight and was very tired (this is the first day in a long time that he has worked an 8 hour day). I will be taking on most of the care of Maggie, which in the past 5+ days, has been quite wearing as Maggie has been very needy and clingy. I have been "unemployed" this summer, though working part-time teaching at the college, but hopefully (for money's sake, not time's sake) my grant will be reinstated soon, so that will change as well. With that, I will try as hard as possible to be with Maggie during the day and then will work evenings and weekends. Regardless, things will be very tough for all of us and we will all be pulling long days.
Today was my first full day of taking care of Maggie and after having Andy around for a year, I took for granted the help and support that he provided. For example, my day began at 4:45 this morning when Maggie woke up to tell me that she needed "washed." Her diaper had once again betrayed us and she had wet through her clothes and onto the sheets. Rather than clean the sheets, I put a pad on top, changed her, all the while hoping she would go back to sleep. Not the case of course, and so for the next 40 minutes I walked Maggie around our house waiting for her to fall asleep.
At 7:45, Maggie again awoke to her bowels and her diaper again did not help us out and so the pad was dirty, as was Maggie. I changed her again, noticing that she was still tired (which I was happy about since I had not fallen back to sleep until after 6:00). So, I again walked her for 15 minutes and she went back to sleep.
Finally at 9:00, poor Maggie again awoke to her bowels and again, I took to cleaning her up. This however was not the end as not more than 15 minutes after that she went again, but this time it went all up her shirt and onto the rug. She and the rug ended up with a morning bath to finish things off.
Now, why am I sharing these poopy details? It's to tell you that our life is a 2-person job. It is rather difficult to handle poopy situations as the lone man (or woman). For this reason, I miss Andy already and know that this will be a long year. But, at the end of the year we will have two success stories-- a healed Maggie and a Dr. Andrew Bixler.
Turning tides a little bit-- Maggie again had her physical therapy this morning and things haven't changed much. She still cries continuously through the entire 30 minute session. I have skipped out on the last 2 sessions because it absolutely agonizes me to hear her crying like that and looking you in the eye like "rescue me." Her PT did say though that there are many kids who cry and actually refuse to do the work, but Maggie doesn't. She might cry, but she is still doing what is asked of her.
One little step in the right direction occurred today as Maggie stood on her own with no support for 30 seconds. She had done it for 5 seconds before, but this was a new record. I was so proud of my little girl as she stood there. She also used a walker and walked back and forth across the room. Our goal was to get her walking by her second birthday, but it doesn't look like we will. Our major issues are motivation or interest and confidence. The motivation is the key as she is content to sit and watch tv or be carried all day. She will talk about other children running or walking (her favorite right now and has been for over 2 weeks is "Ian walk."), but for some reason she doesn't care to do so.
It was good to see her progress though today as we feel in the last 2 weeks she has regressed. I think I just need to become a little more stern and have PT sessions in our house everyday. That will be rough for the both of us.
One more thing that Maggie is doing very well at is EATING. It is so weird to see her want to eat, but so wonderful as well. She has been a big fan of soup, so during her nap (all of 30 minutes) today, I made her a batch of potato cheese soup. She has been eating it constantly ever since. Hopefully this (and other items) will pack on the pounds, but more importantly, that her body will be able to absorb the nutrients and not lose it all in her stool.
Please continue to pray for Maggie as she fights this horrible disease and its side effects. And also pray for us all as we go through many new changes and transitions this upcoming year.