Support Carol Velasquez CPM!

BWB family, I am posting this link hoping that some of you would be able to join me to support Carol Velasquez. Carol is a certified professional midwife who has over 20 years experience providing optimal care for women, babies, and families. She is a dear friend to me and my family. ~Sarah

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"On March 28th, 2013 Carol Velasquez, CPM was indicted by a grand jury for practicing midwifery during her time in Indianapolis. Carol is a Certified Professional Midwife with over 20 years experience attending births. The care that Carol provided her clients was unparalleled by the Obstetric community and hospitals in Indiana. The women she attended received prenatal care according to the same schedule and yet she spent an average of 700% more time with us! This was acheived by scheduling 2 hour long appointments (as opposed to the 15 minutes OB/GYN's allot for patients.) She provided women with detailed nutritional counseling, recommended supplements according to the individual needs of the mother, and practical as well as emotional support to women facing difficult circumstances (myself included). Because the State of Indiana refuses to license CPM's Carol put her freedom on the line for each of the families she helped. Let's show our support for this brave woman on Tuesday morning as she surrenders herself to the court!"

*I am going to try my best to be there. I may have all my children with me. If you are in or near Indianapolis and want to help, please meet me at the courthouse on Tuesday morning (4/2/13)! If you can't be there, please share this event in as many homebirth friendly circles as you can, and please please pray. ~Sarah

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Thank you all so much for reading this blog.  This is an unusual post calling you to action, but I wouldn't ask you if it wasn't important.

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How to talk to your older child about your younger child with hemophilia

Yesterday, I wrote a post about what I wish I would've said to our oldest child when our 3rd was diagnosed with hemophilia.  It was a very personal post from my heart, and I hope it might help another new parent who may not know what to say.  Today's post is straight to you, Mom or Dad.  I wanted to directly share what I've learned about talking to children about hemophilia.  I hope this helps you the way I needed to be helped back then.

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Here are 5 keys to having a successful talk with your child about hemophilia:

1. Explain the facts in simple terms.
2. Build their confidence as a great big brother/sister.
3. Verbally accept responsibility as mom/dad to handle whatever hemophilia dishes out.
4. Give them age appropriate jobs pertaining to protecting and taking care of their baby brother/sister.
5. End the conversation in a way that empowers and encourages your child.  Hemophilia will be a big part of his/her life too, and he/she needs you to believe in their ability to handle his/her role.

Be careful.  When you are new to hemophilia (when you are new to anything, really) it can be so scary.  You may unintentionally put way too much pressure on your older child because you are so afraid of your younger child getting hurt.  When the baby gets hurt, take a minute to breathe.  Calm down.  It will be okay.  When you are ready, calmly and respectfully ask the older child what happened.  Do not speak down to them or yell at them.  They need to be able to trust you to tell you what happened without fear.  Treat your older child as an important part of the team.

Things to NEVER say to your child:

1. Yell or scream about anything.  It never ever helps!
2. "What were you thinking?  You could have given him a bleed!  Do you want him to have to go to the hospital and have to get his medicine for a bleed?!"
3. "Don't hit his head!  He could get a bleed in his brain and even die!"

The idea is to empower your child, not heap shame on your child.  He/she will carry that shame for years and even life if they don't heal from it.  Shame will not help them be a better sibling or a better person.  Don't put the heavy burden of bleeds/death on his/her little shoulders.  Your child needs to learn how to be kind and treat others with respect, hemophiliac or not.  You should teach your children about what a bleed is and what factor does, but hurling the threat of a bleed at your little one in the heat of a crisis will only make things worse.

Great things to say to your child:

1. "Please tell me what happened."; "Thank you so much for telling me."
2. "Remember to be very careful with his/her joints."
3. "Be extra careful with his/her head."
4. "I know you didn't want to hurt your little brother/sister." -or- "I know you are sorry for what happened." -or- "You know not to treat people like that.  Please go make things right with your brother/sister right away."
5. "It's going to be okay."
6. "I love you."

Mom or Dad, this is an intimidating and sometimes difficult journey, but you will learn quickly.  Things get so much easier when you start treating your child at home.  When you are empowered, your children get empowered.  Love your children.  Teach them what is right.  You can do this and you are ALL on your way to becoming experts.  It's going to be okay.

A Prophy Day with the Reeves Family

Today, Isaiah worked very hard photographing prophy to help me with this post.  I am very pleased to invite you into our home, and share our prophy routines with you.

Isaiah Reeves, photographer

"Time for prophy!" I call out to the troop.  Everyone scrambles to get their prophy treat from the prophy treat jar.  They are only allowed one prophy treat, and only on prophy days.  Here's Ana offering you a prophy treat.  Everyone gets one, hemo or not.  We're all in this together.  As you'll see in this post, we all have a part to play.  Prophy is a family event.
When everyone gets their treat, it's time to get started.  We keep our stock of prophy supplies in the big bookcase you can see on the left.  There's even excess supplies in the bottom cupboards.  I just forgot to open them up for the picture.  We used to keep the factor in a little fridge.  Well, the fridge broke, and it was soon after that they told us that the factor didn't need to be refrigerated anymore.  So, now, we organize the different unit amounts in the drawer in the bookcase.  Here's Malakai showing you the factor in the picture below:

We also have a "prophy cabinet" (shown below). This is where all the action happens.  There is a little of almost every supply in the drawers of the cabinet, and we set up right on top.  It's on wheels too which is VERY convenient.

Before I set up, the hemo boys get their numbing cream on their port sites.  Eli hammed it up for these pics!

 

After the cream is on, I let Eli choose what he wants to watch for prophy.  When Silas develops an opinion on this, he will get to choose too.  Today, he wanted to watch The Aristocats.  Usually, it's a show, not a movie, but it was fine for today.  Then, it's time to set up.  I won't go into all the detail of each and every step that is involved with this, I'll just show you the finished product.  Here's what the setup looks like for Eli's prophy (below).  The only difference with Silas's setup is the heparin.  Eli uses the yellow.  Silas uses the blue.

We're all set up, the cream is set, and movie is on.  Now, it's time to treat.  Eli goes first.  I take off his shirt, peel off the tagaderm, and wipe off the cream with a gauze pad.  Then, I clean his port site with chloroprep.  He knows to make sure no one touches or breathes on his port while I go wash my hands and put my sterile gloves on.  If anything makes him concerned about his port's sterility, I clean it with another chloroprep.  This has happened a couple times.  When I come back gloved, his port is dry and ready to be accessed.  As you can see in the picture below, he is completely numb and busy watching The Aristocats while I accessed him.

We call the pull back of blood the "little red snake".  Sometimes, the kids (Eli included) call "Come out come out, little red snake!".  Then, Eli tells him to "go back home!".  You can see little red snake in the next pic:

When prophy is over, it's time to snuggle.  Hemos need to hold pressure with gauze on the site a little longer than non-hemos.

After at least 5 minutes, we check to see if there is no more bleeding.  Then, a little band aid over his port means Eli is all done!  Well, after he helps clean up the prophy garbage.  ;)

Eli is done.  Now, it's time to set up for Silas.  After each setup, I take the stickers off of the factor bottles and stick them on the calendar, and now include color coded initials.  There's today's treatment (Well, yesterdays, now) on the 9th:

"OK, Silas.  Your turn now, buddy!"  I put him in his bouncy chair, and Ana gently holds his hands to keep him from touching or grabbing things he shouldn't.  After his cream is wiped off, I wash my hands.  I get my sterile gloves on, and then clean him with chloroprep.  I can't trust it to stay sterile while I'm gone like with Eli.  I give it a bit to dry, access his port with the huber needle, and administer his treatment.  < Thank you, Lord, for that numbing cream! >

When he's all done and deaccessed, it's his snuggle time with Mommy!  Ana did a great job!  Silas's snuggle time is a little less relaxing than Eli's because he just wants to nurse.  YOU try holding a baby while holding pressure on his port, and nursing at the same time!  I've done it.  It's not easy, but it can be done!  However, I opted not to today.  I really could use more than 2 arms!

(The towel on my head is to protect prophy from my hair. It works very well.)

Now, our prophy day is complete!!  Thanks for joining us today!  

"Carters Story" by Jenny Fawcett Ruklic

I've been a part of the hemophilia community now for 4 years.  One of the first things that impressed me was how many parents are the leaders in the hemophilia community.  One of these parents is Jenny Fawcett Ruklic.  It was a journey for her to even admit to herself that her son had a bleeding disorder, but she did.  Now she has an organization that is dedicated to raising funds for research to find a cure for hemophilia.  Recently, she posted her story, "Carter's Story", and I wanted very much to share it with you all.  Thanks, Jenny, for sharing your journey with us.  

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"Carter's Story" by Jenny Fawcett Ruklic:


Over the last few months, I have made so many friends via Facebook, and a lot have joined our Page Carter's Quest for a Cure, Mall in the Hall and Bids for Bruisers. The one thing that I think may be missing is our story. So, here is my rendition of what has inspired me to become the advocate I am for my son.

Jenny and Carter

Carter Stephan Ruklic was born June 12 2008, a beautiful 8lb boy with a beautiful head of dark brown hair.  The labour was interesting. I lost a lot of blood, and it took a really long time for the doctors to stop the bleeding, but I never thought anything of it.  I had a daughter 5 years earlier, and it was the same thing.  Everything went fairly smoothly.  We were released from the hospital the next day and sent home.  2 days later, the community nurse came by the house to do the heel prick and weight check.  All pretty routine until I thought of it later.  Carter`s heel bled for a really long time.  Again, I never thought anything of it.  The nurse took her information and left.

Carter and Cassie

The weeks went by, and I started to feel a little emotional, I think the beginnings of postpartum.  On week 4, we had an appointment to have Carter`s circumcision done.  My husband works crazy hours during the summer.  We own a landscape business.  So, he is working tons.  So, when the appointment came, I thought, "I can do this myself no biggie. . . " (Which, if I can recommend now: Take help when someone offers to go with you to this.)  The procedure was horrible, the most emotional thing I had ever had to go through.  I was crying and was so upset for seeing my son cry that way.

After the procedure was done, we went home.  I picked up my daughter from Aunties house, and we went home to spend the day in the wading pool and running through the sprinkler.  Since Carter was born, I was depressed and sad, and Cassie was missing her Mommy.  So, I thought I would spend the day with her hanging out.  Carter slept all the time anyway. Little did I know that this was the day that would change our lives forever.

When we arrived home, I went to change Carter`s diaper, only to find an entire diaper filled with blood.  I called my sister.  I hadn't gone through this.  I wasn't sure if this was normal.  She had a boy. . . She would know.  Tara told me there shouldn't be blood. . . PANIC. . .  All I could think was that the doctor ruined my son.  I called the doctor's office. He told me to go to the Children's Hospital.  I'm sure at that point he kinda knew, but nothing was said.  So, I called the husband, asked him to meet me there. Cassie, Carter, and I were on our way to change our Lives.

Jenny and Carter

We arrived at the hospital, and they took us right away.  They stitched up Carter with 2 stitches, apparently the circumcision split. . . owww, painful.  They asked us to stay for 1 hour just to see if it continued to bleed.  I was confused why would it still bleed.  Are they telling me that they don`t know what they are doing?  Anyway. . .  I sent Will back to work with Cassie.  He was in the middle of building a pond, and there was a storm coming.  So, he left, and I said I would call on my way home.  An hour later they checked and it was still bleeding.  In came the lab to take some blood work. I was so confused as to why they wouldn't let me go home. . . 

Two hours later, the blood work came back, but they are not telling me anything.  My brother in law shows up.  Roger didn't want me to be alone.  I hadn't called Will back yet, and then The doctors come back and say that there was a problem with the blood test, and they needed to run some more.  I tell them, "Fine, but what is going on?"  No one answers me.  Roger calls Will, and my husband is back with me at the hospital.

Around 7 at nite, we have been there for 5 hours. They send a lab tech in to tell us in very broken English that our son has a shortage of factor in his body.  I have no idea what he is talking about.  What is factor?  I just looked at Carter and started crying.  Keep in mind, I was still postpartum.  Finally, the hematologist comes in and tells us that Carter is a moderate hemophiliac. . . SHOCK. . .   He gives us the HTC information and tells us to come for a meeting with everyone on Wednesday, and they will be able to talk about everything and answer any questions.  I then spent the next 48 hours crying and sobbing, asking God why he would do this to Carter and our family.  I just wanted answers.

Jenny, Will, Cassie, and Carter

We went to the clinic and met the entire staff that was going to oversee Carter`s condition.  At this time we are also told that the lab made a mistake, and really Carter is a severe type A and not a moderate. . .  Do these people know what they are doing?  My blood was boiling. . .   They handed us this giant binder filled with really scary things: joint bleeds, muscle bleeds, spontaneous, what. . . , and on and on,  and a bag for the binder.  I felt like we were just given a prize for being the 100th customer.  lol

We went home, and I took the binder and bag and put it under my bed, cause as a child that is where the monsters go.  I spent the next 6 months in a state of depression.  My test came back.  I have 32% factor in my body.  It explains all the bleeding episodes as a child, and knee and ankle problems.  I also had Carter retested. . . denial.  So, 6 months went by, and I didn't want to talk about it or really acknowledge it until Carter had his first bleed:  rolled over on a toy and bruised his back right on kidney area.  So, I started to cry.  Then, all of a sudden, I stopped, looked at Carter, smiled and said, "Mom's got u".  I ran to our bedroom, and got the binder from under the bed.  The monster was looking me in the face, and I needed to help my son.  So, I took a deep breath and did what I had to: admitted that my son has hemophilia.

After that day, I have hit the ground running.  I engulfed myself with information.  We attended the society events and I even went to a women's weekend for women with bleeding disorders.  I met people and talked to everyone I knew about Hemophilia.

"Carter's Quest" Bottle Drop

2 years later, our lives have changed so much.  My son is an amazing little boy and normal.  We are joint bleed free, 2 muscle bleeds, and numerous soft tissue bleeds and head injuries.  He wears a helmet at times and knee pads.  I have managed to train in giving my son his infusions at home, no port, I find the vein 3 times out of 5.  I joined the board for the Southern Alberta Chapter of the Hemophilia Society.  We attend The Parents Empowering Parents weekend, which, if anyone has the opportunity to do, do it.  My husband and I are not anything special, but we love our kids and Carter is no exception.  Aside from the underlining condition, he is very normal.  He loves to cuddle, he loves to jump, and he gets hurt. . . 

I can`t change what we are going through, and I can`t take away the pain that Carter may go through in his life, but I can be his strength.  I can be here to tell him that he is special.  God chose us to be the ambassador to his needs.  I will do everything in my power to raise Carter and Cassie as I would any other children: with morals, strength and courage.  I am strong today because of my children and not in spite of them.

Over the last little while, I have met some extraordinary people, and I will cherish their friendship through Facebook.  I love all my hemophilia friends.  Thanks for being here to help guide my way.

Love to all. . . 

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