Alexander James Williams

The Story So Far:

Alexander and Kathryn...

21 Dec 2006

  • That was more of your tonsils than I really wanted to see... [Web / Reprint]
  • They seem to like each other... [Web / Reprint]
  • No mischief here...no way! [Web / Reprint]
  • Fingers fascinate her...but apparently not a very tired Alexander! [Web / Reprint]
  • You faker! :) [Web / Reprint]

There is mischief afoot...

10 Dec 2006

  • Kathryn and Alexander share a happy moment... [Web / Reprint]
  • Alexander is plotting some mischief... [Web / Reprint]
  • Alexander gives Kathryn a kiss... [Web / Reprint]
  • ...right before giving her the Coppertone™ treatment, that is! [Web / Reprint]

One happy boy...

05 Dec 2006

  • Alexander is a very happy boy... [Web / Reprint]

Mine!

10 Oct 2006

  • You think you're getting this cone back?!? [Web / Reprint]

Vezzini ought to get a load of this...

30 Sep 2006

  • The battle of wits has begun... [Web / Reprint]
  • Hands across the waters... [Web / Reprint]
  • One, two, three, four, I declare a thumb war! [Web / Reprint]
  • Alexander adores his baby sister... [Web / Reprint]
  • Alexander! That doesn't belong to you! [Web / Reprint]

He's never pleased with himself...uh uh! :)

12 Sep 2006

  • Someone seems awfully pleased with himself! [Web / Reprint]
  • Alex really enjoys his books! [Web / Reprint]

Alexander has an appointment with Dr Rathke...

06 Sep 2006

Alexander's new trick...

19 Aug 2006

Dangerous smiles...

20 Jul 2006

  • Alexander gives a big smile... [Web / Reprint]
  • It wouldn't be so bad if he didn't know how cute he is... [Web / Reprint]

I'll be here all week...try the veal!

11 Jul 2006

Mmmm...mmmm...good!

04 Jul 2006

Alexander's follow-up appointment!

23 May 2006

Sometimes the best toys are the cheapest ones...

05 May 2006

Alexander comes home!

26 Apr 2006

The last week has been pretty much more of the same...Alexander's eating and fluid intake is the pits and you can add to that exhaustion due to not getting much sleep at night. His roommate for most of the time was a teenager who was hit by a car who required a lot more care than Alexander did. Of course, that means the lights are on after midnight for a hour or so and it's no easy matter to get Alexander settled again.

Three days ago, Alexander was moved to a private room (the doctors figured that he can hardly recover if he's not sleeping properly and being woken at all hours hardly helps that situation).

Being in the private room has helped somewhat by allowing him to sleep a little better. But his appetite and fluid intake still hasn't been the greatest...it's been better than it was but still well below where he was when he came in. Most of his liquids are having to be introduced using the syringe as he's decided the bottle isn't for him (we think it might be hurting him and that he's shying away from the bottle for that reason).

But by today, we figured that if he isn't going to eat or drink, he can at least do that at home and who knows...maybe being home in a familiar setting might well be what's needed to get him eating and drinking again. Certainly, the quality of the food at home far outranks the offerings from the dietary section of the hospital who have some bizarre idea that mechanically soft foods means a chicken breast or a sandwich.

Thus, the fun begins today with Nurse Plod and what would turn out to be probably the slowest discharge of a patient and parents who were quite willing to be discharged in the history of medicine. The process started round 0900 this morning and it wasn't until 1730 that we were finally on our way home. I'm thinking the coordination of the discharge could have been a lot more efficient than it was...and the truly sad part is that even I know better because discharge planning is one of the things our application does (and I wrote the big screen where most of the action happens!).

1730 hours and you're in downtown Washington, D.C. Guess where you'll be in about an hour or so! You guessed it...not terribly far down the road. It took us ninety minutes to get to Fredericksburg and about three-and-a-half hours to go the rest of the way. We decided to stop in Zebulon for the night before continuing on to the house as it had been a long and trying day.

Mommy had an interesting observation as we were waiting to turn onto New York Avenue to get to I-395. We had come to Washington on holiday in 2000 before we were married and it seems like Washington was a lot nicer place to visit back then and that were it not for Alexander, we'd really have no desire to come back any time soon. I couldn't agree more with that! Mind you, there are things about Washington that I'll always enjoy...the Smithsonian (particularly Air and Space), the Lincoln Memorial, and the National Archives. But after spending a couple of weeks up there, it gets really old, really quick. Needless to say, it's not high on our priorities when it comes to going on holiday in the near future...

But Alexander is home and that's the most important thing!

Idle hands...

23 Apr 2006

Alexander gets a PICC line!

21 Apr 2006

Alexander made a brief return to the operating room to have a PICC (peripherally inserted central catheter). They insert an IV line using X-ray as a guide into his upper arm and guide the line into the superior vena cava (a big, fast-flowing vein) to obviate the need to continually stick him for IV's and blood draws. They can do both using this line and it's much longer lasting than your average IV. That's good considering his veins are once again pretty much shot with all of the sticks he's had.

The idea behind the line (other than to stop using the boy as a pin-cushion) is that if push comes to shove, nutrition and fluids can go in that way for at least the short term. We might well take him home with that line in place as a backup in case he decides to make some bug nice and welcome and get sick on us.

Alexander's EEG!

20 Apr 2006

Alexander's EEG was performed yesterday and today and it indicates slowing of the signals in the affected area but nothing that would be unexpected. The fluid that fills the area that was removed is electrically conductive (hence you see electrical signals) but it's nowhere near as efficient as the neurons and synapses (hence the slowing of the signals).

Alexander's appetite and fluid intake hasn't been so hot after surgery. He seemed to have one good day right after surgery but since then, he's been caught between the Scylla of lack of appetite and the Charybdis of throwing up whatever we do get into him. The doctors haven't seemed overly concerned about this for the last couple of days (that was surprising considering that your ability to heal is definitely affected by nutrition). They're not really sure why he's not eating other than to say that the area of brain that was removed was in the area known for motivation and initiation (we would later hear from Dr Bruce that the person shouldn't have bothered with that line of reasoning...what came out was dysplastic tissue and thus non-functional brain tissue).

Alexander continues to be irritable and comparisons have been made between him and a child that was two or three days after surgery. They aren't sure why he's not rebounding as quickly as he did last time but it's been pointed out that some children have gone two weeks with a lousy appetite and that we could expect probably a month of irritability. As if that wasn't bad enough, he was working on six or so teeth before surgery so you can just imagine how that's playing into how much pain he is feeling.

We keep pushing the Tylenol and Motrin with the hope that will at least make him a little more comfortable.

Alexander has first post-op seizure...

18 Apr 2006

We had a bit of bad news this evening when Alexander had what seemed to be his first post-operative seizure. His eyes diverted completely to the left and he was unresponsive for about a minute. He would later have a couple of episodes where he was looking really hard to the left but he was easily attracted to a cell phone or a toy. He's supposed to have an EEG tomorrow to see what's going on inside there.

Our nurse Kisha is very good and tried for a couple of hours to page the neurology resident on duty to no avail. Finally, the neurology fellow (higher ranking) got called and after a bit of diddling about came to the conclusion that no change in medications at this time. I wouldn't want to be that resident when the fellow gets her hands upon him...she wasn't pleased to be called late at night. Two thoughts on that one: we didn't particularly care for the resident blowing us off (especially when one of us has an hour drive back to northern Virginia) and even if he was in a furball in the ER, protocol is that you pass the pager to someone to at least show a bit of courtesy and return the call.

That courtesy seems to be a bit hit or miss...you either get someone who is really awesome (which I'd say most of the nurses that I've seen have been) or you get a real...well, let's just say the nice version is the north end of a south-bound horse. The social worker that was assigned to Alexander's case was definitely one of the latter...pretty much useless and unhelpful added with a heaping helping of I just don't care because my last day of work is Friday. I'll save you from her more non-sensical observations on the responsibility of parents in the face of the appalling other than to suggest that my first instinct was to have her hauled before the relevant District tribunal governing social workers and stripped of her license to do the job. Trust me on this... it was that bad.

He had a MRI earlier today and the neurosurgical resident indicated that everything looked OK on it so we're not really sure what the ultimate outcome of that seizure is going to be. We were told that we might expect some seizures up to 72 hours after surgery but this one was even beyond that.

Other than that, his fever has come down quite a bit and though he's definitely weaker on the left side than he was before, he will sit up and play for about five minutes before he tires out and goes back to sleep. His appetite is for the birds (not that it was all that great before the surgery) and he's been prone to giving it back to us on occasion so he still has an IV bag to help supplement what he should be getting.

So that's the story for the last couple of days...hurry up and wait and more than a little frustration. Fortunately, it looks like we'll be transferring to the Ronald McDonald House in the District tomorrow which will take a ninety minute drive in and forty-five minute drive out (on average) down to about ten minutes. When you're stuck on Chain Bridge for about an hour and it takes two hours to get to Children's as it did last night...yeah, not a hard call on that one. Apparently we were the beneficiary of a rare event where the Northern Virginia House was filled to overflowing and the District House had some openings. We're thankful for any room they have for us...paying rack rates at the hotels round here (and we're not talking about the Hay-Adams!) would break the camel's financial back.

And just as I was getting the hang of going round Arlington Cemetery without going over the Roosevelt Memorial Bridge to Abe's Place...

Alexander leaves the PICU!

16 Apr 2006

Alexander was discharged from the PICU at 1230 today. I'm sure the nurses over there will miss him as he is awfully cute. But getting out to the floor is much more convenient for us and a sign that we're on the path to getting him home.

We ended up in a shared room first but were quickly transferred to the private room next door. The view is of this space between the various wings of Children's (the view was much better last time with a window that framed the dome of the Capitol building perfectly). But Nicholas would love at least one feature of the room...it's got a great view of the helicopters that fly patients to the hospital.

Alexander is still battling the fever which has hovered near 103°F for most of the day. He's much more responsive today than he has been and has occasionally sat up. His appetite is still not the best and has been supplemented by IV fluids but that was decreased this evening to a level to keep the IV open. He's also battling the pain that is normal after a surgery like this.

But the neurosurgery/neurology team is very happy with his progression post-operation. He's moving all of his extremities, he is alert when he's not sleeping, and he seems to recognize us and does a bit of vocalization when it suits him.

In short: he's doing just what he needs to do to get out of here!

Alexander recovering from surgery!

15 Apr 2006

We were notified by PICU this morning that Alexander was recovering from the surgery and was holding his own. Apparently, the problem right now is that he has a fever (expected because his body is responding to the trauma of the surgery) and metabolic acidosis.

The fever is getting hit with Tylenol up the, well, let's just say he didn't get it via the route we customarily use when we give it to him for his teething. Finally, he was able to get it by mouth and that will probably work better considering that he's been pretty healthy on the other end. Like a race horse...I'm just saying! :)

He's trying to compensate for the acidosis by an increased breathing rate but there is only so long he can keep that up before they would decide to put him back on a ventilator. The plan for right now is to see if it can be allowed to run it's course without resorting to sodium bicarbonate or falling back to ventilation.

He was asleep when we arrived at 1100 (the unit is normally locked down from 0700-1000 for doctor's rounds) but did get progressively more alert. Apparently he had been looking for us earlier and not seeing us at his side nodded off again. But he was more than happy to wake up for us and a couple of bottles of Pedialyte. If that doesn't tell you how desperately hungry the boy was, I don't know what will. He doesn't care for the Pedialyte at home...at all!

The incision looks very nice and it doesn't look like Dr Bruce came down as close to the ear as last time (probably because he didn't have to based on where the hot spot was). He still has all of his hair so we don't have to worry about any reverse mohawks!

By the way, if you are interested in spending four years in medical school...don't really waste your time on that. The discussion turned to when the nasal canula could be taken away and just as the doctor was going to order it removed...Alexander took matters into his own hands and removed it himself! Who needs fancy degrees and student loans out the yin-yang, eh?

But after a hard moment's time of playing doctor, he decided enough was enough and nodded off to sleep.

Through the day, the number of IV lines has been reduced and the arterial line in his left hand has been removed. He's got the Disney Channel on the TV but he's not really interested in it. He's been trying to fight the urge to cough (because obviously it would hurt his head) but he's got some upper-respiratory stuff he's got to clear at some point. But he's got the really good pouty lip going right now...you know the one...you did *THIS* to me. Yep...don't you know it. If you look carefully on the left side, you can see that lip is drooping slightly which would be some of the left-side weakness they were expecting.

We got a chance to raid our favorite Indian restaurant in Adams-Morgan and it was clear we had forgotten just how much they pile on the plate! That's good that we get another meal or two out of it!

The rest of the evening was spent at Alexander's side until it was time to head back to Falls Church. Daddy didn't blow the navigation for the second night in a row...WOO HOO!

  • Our cute little pincushion... [Web / Reprint]
  • View of the incision (squeamish alert!) [Web / Reprint]
  • View of the incision (squeamish alert!) [Web / Reprint]

Alexander's second surgery...

14 Apr 2006

Arrival - 0935

We got an early start to our morning due to expected travel time to Children's in Washington from the Ronald McDonald House in Northern Virginia west of Falls Church. We wanted to give Alexander his medicines and a drink of water or apple juice. Alexander seemed OK with that plan...that is until he figured out that his milk tasted just a little bit funny and a lot like water! He wasn't thrilled with the offering but he did drink a fair amount of liquid.

We left the house at 0820 and decided on an approach from the northwest through Rock Creek Park. We were expected at the hospital for the first of what would be many instances of hurry up and wait at 0930 and we made it into the parking deck on time. We lucked out that it was a holiday weekend and most of Washington seemed to be somewhere else.

Vitals/briefings - 1030

If you spend any amount of time round a hospital, you learn very quickly that they thrive on paper. One can imagine huge swathes of Amazonian rain forest that are cut to feed the voracious appetite of the modern American healthcare system. Goodness knows that the copy of his charts from his last stay at Children's weighed at least five pounds...of which only two or three pages were deemed relevant by the pediatrician. :) You get shuffled from window to booth and back again for more contributions to the pile but it is what it is.

Alexander decided to make his own political statement about what he thought about having to wait in his unique aromatic way. Now imagine this...we're in a hospital that is (theoretically) devoted to the care of children. You would think that every wash room would be child-friendly with a changing area. You could think that but in point of fact you would actually be quite wrong. The wash room with an actual changing table is a bit of a hike and amazingly, the table doesn't actually have any safety straps.

Anywho, the biological emergency was taken care of and we got to the room where they took his vitals at 1030. His vitals and labs seemed to be OK so after another hour of mostly waiting (and another biological situation but at least we had the biohazard bin in this room...I feel for the janitor that finds the other one!), we were ushered into a secured play room to wait some more. (Can you tell we love waiting?) Fortunately, this wait was pretty short as the anaesthesia team and Dr Bruce came by pretty quickly to get the process rolling.

Anaesthesia - 1200 (+00:00)

Induction with the gas mask started right about noon and he was quickly under in about two or three minutes. That was rather surprising (at least to Daddy who had never seen this in real life). I mean, on TV you see them go under pretty much instantaneously so as not to take away from advertisement time. But it was amazing to see him go from one moment of being bright-eyed and bushy-tailed to completely out and ready to roll to the operating room. At this point, you don't get much time to say goodbye.

Note for the future: take care of that before they start passing gas!

IVs/arterial lines in, first incision - 1313 (+01:13)

We got our first update at 1313 hours (+01:13) indicating that all of the IV and arterial lines were in place on the left side (so he can still use his right hand, something we were very insistent upon because to expect the poor boy to have no use of hands for two weeks is just not very nice at all). At this point, the surgery has actually begun and the first incision made and all signs are looking good right now. Once the update was had, it was time to run for one of Mommy's special coffee and what do we have over here in the library but network access...so a couple of updates went out that way as well.

Still cutting to affected area (all is well) - 1515 (+03:15)

Our second update at 1515 hours (+03:15) reported Alexander doing very well and Dr Bruce is proceeding slowly and carefully to the affected area. None of the grids have been laid as of this update. The next update is expected at 1730 hours (+05:30).

First mapping complete, hot area identified for resection then second mapping to determine feasibility of additional monitoring (transfusion given) - 1635 (+04:35)

We actually got an interim update from Dr Gaillard at 1635 hours (+04:35). He's the neurologist assigned to Alexander's case and he indicated that the first mapping of the brain was completed and had indicated an electrically hot area in the frontal lobe to the side and down in the area that was resected (removed) in the first surgery. Dr Bruce has decided to go ahead and resect that area straightaway which should take an hour or so and then a second mapping will be made to help make the decision as to whether the grids will stay in for further monitoring or if they'll declare victory and pull the grids out, seal him up, and then send him home next week. We expect that they will err on the side of caution but if the right decision long-term is to go ahead and just do the one surgery, then we're perfectly fine with that. He is still doing very well and has received one transfusion for blood loss (as explained to us, because of the previous surgery and the need to be careful, blood loss was expected and we had already consented to the transfusion. Another piece of welcome news: the posterior area near the motor strips is showing to be clear of electrical activity so he should not lose any additional motor function due to this surgery.

Second mapping complete and pretty clean, decision to pull the grids and just do the one surgery, approximately ninety minutes to seeing Dr Bruce. Some temporary additional weakness on the left side can be expected but it's expected to resolve fairly quickly after the surgery. - 1825 (+06:25)

We just got another update from Dr Gaillard at 1825 (+06:25) and he indicated that the second mapping was complete and was looking very clean. The decision has been made to remove the grids and close him up which will take another hour to a hour-and-a-half before Dr Bruce comes out to talk with us about the surgery. Both Dr Gaillard and Dr Bruce feel that pulling the grids is the best and least risky decision for Alexander as they had removed the very active tissue and nothing else was indicating a need for further monitoring. He will be going to PICU until probably Sunday when he is expected to be transferred out to the floor. The expectation is for swelling and potentially some additional weakness on the left side (particularly in the facial area) which should be temporary and should resolve quickly when the left side of the brain takes over the function (I think the term that Dr Gaillard used was that the brain was very well differentiated in this area). All-in-all, Alexander is doing quite well and both Dr Gaillard and Dr Bruce are very pleased with how the surgery has gone so far.

Surgery complete - 1958 (+07:58:58)

Dr Bruce came out to talk to us after the surgery was complete at 1958 hours. Overall, he was very pleased with how the surgery went and was very happy that he saw exactly what he was hoping to see. He took out a fair amount of obviously dysplastic tissue in the area of the insula (sp?) on the frontal lobe to the side and down from the original site. He also took another strip of dysplastic tissue along the top edge. What took this surgery longer than the other was that the tissue was more sticky (for lack of a better term) than the first time and the need to be very careful. Alexander did receive 200cc in the operating room as a result of fluid loss (and we would find out later that he is blood type B-positive (B+) which was a bit of a surprise to us).

The expectations going forward are that he will have temporary weakness on the left side (particularly in the facial area) but that it should resolve over the next couple of weeks and that hopefully we shouldn't have to do any additional surgery.

Recovery in the PICU - 2030

We then took off for the third floor PICU in order to catch him before he went into the PICU and would be unavailable while they set up his area with the ventilator and IV pumps. This was an appointment we did not want to miss because the PICU has long lock-out periods and we had no intention of sitting in the waiting room for a couple of more hours without seeing him for ourselves. That has nothing to do with trust and everything to do with getting relief from an extremely stressful day that he looks OK.

I mean, let's think about that for a minute. This morning before we left Virginia, we had a very beautiful baby with a wonderful smile who was flirting with every female he could see and at the end of the day, Alexander had someone who had cut into his brain and removed a fair bit of it and was laid out like someone had poleaxed the poor boy with all sorts of tubes poking out of him and a manual ventilator bag! That's a heck of a day by anyone's standard, I should think! And whilst he's going through all of that, you're on the sidelines knowing that it is the right decision to take for the surgery and that there really isn't anything else to do but wait anxiously for any word that your boy is doing well and will be fine at the end of the day. All sorts of conflicting emotions are going on in your head...trust in Dr Bruce and his team's skills, faith and hope that all will go well, anxiety at when the next update from the operating room comes and what it will have to say, to finally being so keyed up waiting for the end of the surgery so that you can release the tension.

Honestly, I wouldn't wish that on my worst enemy. And we've done it twice...

Anyway...his gurney came off the elevator and we did make a successful interception before he was wheeled into PICU (with his ventilator and IV pumps coming in right on his heels). He was on a ventilator after surgery and the plan was that the tube would be removed either later tonight or early tomorrow depending on how well he responded to breathing on his own. Overall, he looked very pale (almost as pale as Very Pale Dan from this season's Survivor) and that spoke to his counts being low due to the fluid loss in surgery. But he looked pretty clean and strong and it was good to see him before we had to sit on our hands some more.

Thirty anxious minutes later, we were by his side in the PICU. Overall, he was still doing pretty well and was starting to wake up from the sedatives. He was obviously in some pain (one might well say he easily had a splitting headache!) which was perfectly understandable. Alexander was also contending with six teeth coming at the same time as well as the surgery. The fact that he wasn't climbing the walls was a miracle!

A word about that pain, if I may. Watching him dealing with both the after-effects of the surgery and the teething is the sort of pain that you honestly wish you could do anything to save him from feeling. And I mean anything because it just kills you to see him endure it for such an extended time. It just seems monstrously unfair that such a beautiful boy has had to endure such awful things in his fourteen months. And it is!!! But you can either let that beat the heck out of you mentally or you can realize that there is a flip side to that coin... that you're looking at the closest thing to pure courage that you can ever find in this life. Granted, there really wasn't much of a choice on his part...it was either have the surgery or have seizures for the rest of his life and that was a pretty easy call for us to make. But it's a tough thing to realize that this beautiful fourteen month-old boy lying there in such pain probably more knows more of what it means to be courageous than any of the rest of us ever will.

He was breathing well enough on his own that they started the extubation process by dropping the oxygen content of his ventilator down to room air to see how he would handle it. He did so well that all he was getting was a slight bit of oxygen (1L for all of you medical types out there) but he was doing most of the work on his own.

Ventilator tube removed - 2255

After about ninety minutes at bedside, it was time to head out for some gourmet food from Chez McDonald's. Frankly, it could have been mud and we wouldn't have cared at that point. During dinner, we were informed that the tube came out at 2255 hours and that he only had the nasal canula with the 1L of oxygen (we wouldn't have been allowed at bedside when the tube came out so it was just as well it happened then).

Another hour of so at bedside to see him get comfortable and then it was time for two very exhausted parents to head back to the Ronald McDonald House for some very needed sleep. And even flying on autopilot, Daddy managed to take the correct turn to give the Memorial Bridge and Abe's Place a bit of a miss. The third time is indeed the charm!

Visiting with Dr Bruce

13 Apr 2006

Today was our appointment with Dr Bruce with the idea that he would look Alexander over and then we'd head off to be admitted for the night before surgery the next morning at 1130. Of course, it could be argued that we were checking to see if Dr Bruce had grown since we saw him last in November...

Dr Bruce's position on the growth charts looked OK and Alexander managed to do something he's never done before...do a seizure right in front of Dr Bruce! We might have set the bar a bit high...he might expect us to be able to produce another on demand but we'd just as soon not do that!

Originally, we were planning for two surgeries...one to lay down a grid of electrodes to do an internal EEG to see where the hot spots are and then go take the grids and the hot spots out with a second surgery. We actually have three potential options that are in play depending on what Dr Bruce encounters in the operating room:

  • Original plan of two surgeries
  • Removal of a hot area immediately with no grids
  • Removal of a hot area and grids left in for further monitoring

We think the third one is the most likely because no one really wants to do more surgeries in the future if we can avoid it. But we'll find out soon enough.

We were planning on Alexander being admitted and staying overnight for a morning surgery but we found out that we'd have to return to Virginia overnight and return in the morning due to insurance reasons. I'm sure we could have argued it but at that point it wasn't really worth it.

So downstairs we go for a lot more hurry up and wait at the lab where the paperwork sat in the bin for about a hour before the blood was drawn for the pre-operative tests. A good sign was that his vein was pretty easy to find and draw blood so hopefully he's recovered from last year's adventures in burning veins.

Once the blood was finally drawn, we were on our way back to Falls Church / Annandale to the Ronald McDonald House. And yes, I blew the turn on US-50 near Arlington Cemetery again and went back to Abe's Place. Maybe the third time will be the charm...

Leaving home for Washington, DC

12 Apr 2006

The day to head north has finally arrived and we actually have a place to stay! Twenty-four hours ago, we weren't as confident about that due to inept social workers and other hassles. But Jamie over at the DC Ronald McDonald House was an angel and got us a room at the Northern Virginia Ronald McDonald House as she was completely full and we were third on the list. We may still move over there as space permits but we were honestly quite thankful to have anything that was better than $200/night in Washington on a holiday weekend.

The first stop was Zebulon to drop off Nicholas so he could stay with Grammy whilst we're up in Washington taking care of Alexander. I can't tell you how much of a load that takes off our shoulders...the last time he was up here for most of the stay and it really threw his world for a loop. One breakfast (from McDonald's, ironically enough) later, we were on the road north. Traffic was pretty good until I-95 Exit 163 and then it was stacked all the way to the I-495 Beltway mixing bowl. We decided to give up on trying to get on the Beltway and went in closer to Washington. We ended up taking the scenic route round Arlington National Cemetery (don't get me wrong, it's very scenic and hallowed ground but we were so ready to be off the road). It got even more scenic when the signs for US-50 west direct you to the left but you should really go right. But hey, we went over the Memorial Bridge to Abe's Place and did a very scenic U-turn on 23rd Street NW... :)

Finding Ronald McDonald House was also kind of interesting...there is no sign for the House and to make matters worse, the address is off Gallows Road but the House itself is tucked way behind the hospital that *IS* on Gallows Road. (BTW, interesting name for a road and even more interesting place to put a hospital). Nicholas would be in heaven up here...Inova Fairfax Hospital is apparently a major trauma center and we saw a couple of helicopters coming in for a landing at the pad. Fortunately, a cell phone does wonders for putting us on the right track. The house itself is actually quite nice and obviously a lot newer than the DC location (but we'd still prefer to be in DC as it's much closer to Children's). And it has wireless internet access...but I'm sure I can find a place in the most wired place on Earth to camp out! :)

But it's our home away from home for the next two or three weeks.

What a smile!

07 Apr 2006

Alexander's third tooth breaks through!

25 Mar 2006

Alexander's two teeth has a neighbor to share his mouth with (finally...months after the first two!). And if you think the drooling and pain are done...there appears to be more than a few puffy areas on his gums indicating that more teeth (and teething) are on the way! This one was the second one on the lower left side.

Sometimes it just stinks to be a little person!

Alexander's MRI...

03 Feb 2006

Alexander goes for an EEG at WakeMed...

28 Jan 2006

  • Alexander and Nicholas at WakeMed... [Web / Reprint]
  • Alexander and Nicholas on the bed... [Web / Reprint]
  • Why do these things keep happening to me? [Web / Reprint]
  • Alexander's EEG wiring panel is cleverly kept in the Bob the Builder bag... [Web / Reprint]
  • Nicholas does a little dance... [Web / Reprint]
  • In spite of it all, he's a happy boy... [Web / Reprint]
  • Nicholas knows how to entertain... [Web / Reprint]
  • Alex! [Web / Reprint]
  • These are not uneven bars! [Web / Reprint]
  • The WakeMed Redemption! [Web / Reprint]

Happy first birthday, Alexander!

23 Jan 2006

Alexander blows kisses for the first time!

21 Jan 2006

Alexander's 1st Birthday bash!

15 Jan 2006

Alexander's Baptism at St. Eugene's!

14 Jan 2006

We're two for two for baptising a baby during the celebration of the Baptism of the Lord when it came time to offer up Alexander to the altar, as it were. St. Eugene's has got to love having the bragging rights as a baptism during this week is a surprisingly rare occurrence.

Alexander's godparents are from opposite sides of the country... literally! Godfather Heath is currently based in Seattle where (if memory serves) he focuses on quality for a big pharmaceutical company. What I do know is that he's right in the middle of the aviation equivalent of Mecca in the beautiful Northwest if you're a big fan of Boeing commercial airliners (and we know who the aviation nut in this family is!). Godmother Melissa is one of Julia's co-workers at the WakeMed children's emergency room who has a delightful son Gabe who occasionally comes to play with Alexander's older brother, Nicholas.

But on one pleasant weekend, everyone was brought together once again for a baptism officiated by Deacon Willie. The ceremony was obviously the same as it was for Nicholas in terms of form (the Church doesn't exactly change quickly!) with the usual questions but this one felt different (and in some ways, more poignant!) considering all of Alexander's health problems over the past year,

Maybe it was because the past year has been a continual baptism of sorts for him as there was rarely a day that went by where we (and pretty much everyone who knows him and his story!) weren't asking for the powers upon high to watch over him, take care of him, and help guide him to a better life than the one he's started out with. And that journey is hardly complete with the return of the seizures in November. We're under no illusions that the journey will be short and easy.

The physical aspects of Alexander's journey are probably going to be much easier than the spiritual journey. It's normal human nature to wonder why traumatic things happen to them and why they were allowed to happen...the usual railing against the general unfairness and hostility of the universe, if you will.

Hopefully, he will come to understand that they happen for a reason and those reasons often raise many more questions than they answer. That his living and suffering through the cortical dysplasia and it's other knock-on effects has a higher purpose than merely tormenting and testing our faith. In the past year, I've come to believe that one of his purposes of being in our lives is to truly make us appreciate the gifts that we have and often take for granted. The gifts of health, family, purpose, and honestly, of life itself.

That last one in particular cannot be emphasized too much...life is truly a special gift even when we feel despair about just how much our lives are worth in the face of the appalling and unimaginable things we see in this world from day to day. As long as there is life, there is hope for a better tomorrow and the desire to turn dreams into reality and vice versa.

One of my favorite books has a quote I've always loved: it is said that to dream in the City of Sorrows is to dream of a better future.

Alexander has touched all of us spiritually through the past year and hopefully his courage will inspire us as we grow along with him. Whether that's making someone try to be a better parent or just a better person in general, his life has already affected so many lives, many of whom around the world he will never meet but will have profoundly affected nonetheless just because he was here. He is our dreamer of that better future and those are powerful dreams indeed.

We're pretty lucky to be at ground zero, eh? :)

The dream of a better world and enlisting to be part of making that dream real by being part of something greater than oneself...well, that IS the sacrament of baptism in a nutshell! We may well have only one official baptism with the water and oils (depending on your particular faith, that is) but each day dawning is the opportunity to be born and baptised anew.

It won't totally make the alarm clock in the morning less annoying but it certainly helps when you're contemplating facing the new day.

Alexander, seize the dream and make it yours...come what may!

Alexander says and does "pat pat"...

07 Jan 2006

And the choice irony for this entry is the person he was doing it with: Grammy Pat.

That was funny on just SO many levels...I'm telling you that you just can't make up this stuff!

Alexander's first hair cut!

06 Jan 2006

We didn't really want to admit that Alexander was doing a good imitation of Shaggy from Scooby Doo but we pretty much had to face the facts on this one today...that boy needs a hair cut.

We had found a salon that caters to children when we had a similar problem with Nicholas and now it was time to introduce Alexander to the joys of a hair cut with a personal TV. And of course, Alexander did really well for his first time as his stylist worked the hair (thankfully the spike wasn't the final version we went with but made for a good picture).

The funny thing was that the TV seemed irrelevant to Alexander provided he had a comb in his right hand. In this line of work...it's a matter of using whatever works... :)

  • Alexander's first hair cut! [Web / Reprint]
  • No...his first styling isn't for a Devo spike... [Web / Reprint]
  • So what is the big deal about this? [Web / Reprint]
  • I'm trying to watch Jay-Jay here... [Web / Reprint]
  • You know what's coming... [Web / Reprint]

Krispy Kreme...meet the Cuisinart!

01 Jan 2006

Oooooh...doughnuts!

Those immortal words spoken by Homer Simpson says it all...not much of a mystery to this BLOG entry other than it was a plain glazed doughnut that was sacrificed first to the Cuisinart and then offered on Alexander's altar of sacrifice otherwise known as the tray for his high chair.

You've got to kind of feel for Krispy Kreme nowadays, what with all of the low or no carbohydrate diets that are the craze right now and for them, that's pretty much their entire product!

I don't think Alexander really cared what diet is the rage nowadays... but he really liked that doughnut! :)