“Never tell me the odds.” ~Hans Solo
DO NOT RESEARCH ANYTHING on these here internets.
Pearlsky has a boat load of Group B streptococcal bacteria colonies in her urine, gazillions to be exact. So I check the internets … and I find this little website that says …
How serious is this infection in adults?
The average death rate for invasive infections (infections where the bacteria have entered a part of the body that is normally not exposed to bacteria) is 8-10% for adults ages 18-64 …
But then, why believe the CDC?
Go ahead, hit the arrow, hear it in his own words … [audio:odds.mp3]
On a lighter note …
A couple of blogs to point out …
Becca is a single mom down under. One of her sons died a couple of years ago in an incident that was so totally wrong, literally run down in the prime of his life. She struggles with the memories, along with her other two sons, and the store she just opened in memory of her son and his passion for skate boarding. When Pearlsky was born we saw a counselor a few times who dealt with “pregnancy loss” … there are connections between loss of a child at the start, loss of one later in life, and what me and my ex have experienced twice, accepting the loss of that we never had. Check out Becca’s blog … she has recently restarted it.
Now, to the complete opposite extreme. Yes, from Australia to Finland. To one whacked Helsinkian, Adela. From her “Behind the Blog” page … “This blog is my maternity leave hobby. While my baby is taking her nap, I create scene around her and take quick snap photos.” This woman needs a life, but she does not need more readers, her blog averages 19,012 hits a day! Go check out Mila’s Daydreams.
Of course there is always Ken’s blog. I like Ken, we are so alike. He has a son with that “Autism thing.” I don’t. I have a severely disabled daughter and Ken … doesn’t. He’s married and I’m … oh … not. Well, he has a blue skinned red headed hottie on his blog header and I … have some naked guy. Ok, got it. Ken always seems to have a grasp on reality that is slipping away, BINGO, I feel that way too! Two guys (among many) trying to do the best we can with what we have. Go check out Ken if you haven’t.
And of course those in the Blogroll on the right, and those who comment …
Hey, by the way, don’t believe anything you read on the Internets. Somehow, we beat the odds.
I hope.
Hope too, ok?
What does that internets thing mean for Pearlsky? Don’t we all carry strep bacteria or some of us do and it doesn’t matter? Does the CDC really exist? They bug me, actually, but don’t tell anyone.
Thanks for the blog links — I look forward to a new visit…
Damn, that’s scary news. I’m hoping, fervently, right now.
Bladder is different for the purposes of those stats: it’s more or less open to the outside and the ‘right’ side of the bloodstream, I’ve had plenty of infections that bad and worse, they’re horrible rather than dangerous as a general rule.
So yeah, don’t panic, SD. She’s a tough cookie.
Hope she’s feeling better soon.
Thanks my friend. I appreciate it. These past couple of weeks I have had a very weird sort of journey/epiphany, and I am still trying to figure out how to write about it.
I didn’t comment in your week’s stuff, but the fact that Nurse Hellbound is still on the payroll over there makes me wanna puke. I can’t believe the serious lack of sincerity/human compassion that some people in the human compassion field can have.
As for the infection…how will you be able to tell if/when it is getting under control? Are more serious antibiotics going to be administered?
And dude…DUDE…’Hans Solo’? Is his Wookiee first mate called Frans? Is he here to pump you up? HAN Solo. HAN. My apologies, but the Star Wars fanatic in me simply cannot let that pass.
Ken is correct. And funny.
Hope the antibiotics are working by now. Good luck.
“there are connections between loss of a child at the start, loss of one later in life, and what me and my ex have experienced twice, accepting the loss of that we never had.”
Yes, yes, and YES! I agree that parents with children who have special needs often need to go through a mourning period for the child and life that will never be. Does it sound terrible to those who have never been through it, that we don’t always behave like inspirational characters in a Lifetime made – for – TV movie? Probably, but what do they know?
Speaking of those who don’t know, forget about the CDC and their statistics. Pearlsky seems like a tough kid; she’s going to be fine. Take care.
@Jo. I take exception. Why should I grieve for the son I’ll never have, the life he should have had? He has a life, HIS life. By the grieving logic we should grieve the formula one driver we could have been or the sixteen children we’ll never have. My daughter should have been born looking like Angelina Jolie because that is my idea of beauty. It really, really does not make sense to me.
I am so grateful for my son Segev, I would not change him for anyone else. You cannot grieve the loss of something you never had.
One meaning of grief is to “be mentally pained or distressed.” Anything that doesn’t work out quite as we’d planned can distress us. When it involves our children, it’s especially painful. A lot of people, including me, do grieve sometimes over our lost dreams, even if we’re okay and happy with our current lives, and wouldn’t actually change it.
@ Eric – to each his own, I suppose. That’s why I said that parents *often* feel the need to grieve, not that they *must* grieve. I am not ashamed to admit that when my son had a massive stroke, I grieved. It in no way makes me love my son any less or make me less proud of him, but I did – and still do – grieve at times. I respectfully disagree that you cannot grieve for what you have never had. I have done it many times when I have seen other parents do simple things like running carefree or playing a simple game of catch with their children at the park – seemingly trivial things that I dreamed of doing with my son. All the same, I love and am extremely proud of my son, and do not regret the person he is. Still, I do not and will not ever feel guilty for not always being upbeat and cheerful about the way things sometimes are.
Glad to hear your son is doing well. Take care.
Let me add some more information … Pearlsky normally has 75% kidney function because of the vesicoureteral reflux she had years ago and recurring UTI’s. She got gravely ill at one point with a bladder / kidney infection. I have been concerned for weeks that the reflux is back, and IF it is, and this current infection is both in her bladder AND her kidney, we can have a significant problem. Yes, Pearlsky is tough, tougher than most people I know actually, but this needs to be resolved. There have been some emails this weekend with docs, hopefully more information soon. She still has blood in her urine and is intermittently crying. Me too. She is on the strongest antibiotic that makes sense for home dispensing, and it is proven to work on this bacteria, so we should see results soon.
Kens: Star Wars? Isn’t that Lindsay Lohan and Kim Kardashian in a cat fight? As for the “s,” Pearlsky insisted that was correct, and you wouldn’t argue with a
retarded cripplebeautiful young lady, now, would you?Eric: We may all grieve for different things or different reasons. It is a very personal thing and one that I would never castigate others for their reasons or outlooks. Many parents grieve, for years even, over the death of an infant, over a still born child, and yes, over a disabled child. I know parents of children who became disabled during childhood, and there will be a sense of grief for life, especially when they see the advancements of siblings. Just because I may grieve the Pearlsky I will never have, the “normal” daughter I longed for for years, does not mean that I do not fully, completely and totally adore the daughter I have, I am proud of her, she is everything to me. But, alas, I grieve not having “normal” children, I grieve that Pearlsky won’t fulfill so much of what I, and quite possibly, she, desires.
And, Eric, I appreciate the link on your blog to mine, but your analysis of what I am thinking does show your lack of skills at telepathy. Stick to espousing what you are thinking.
Didn’t they give her pain medication? She probably needs something for the break-through pain?
(I had kidney stones a few years ago, and I don’t know if this is the same kind of pain, but let me tell you–it was worse than natural childbirth.Fact.)
Ouch, I didn’t realize that Pearlsky had kidney problems. It really does sound like a scary ordeal. Keeping her and you in my thoughts. Keep us posted if you can.
A final word, Eric – show me the parent of a child with special needs who claims to have never grieved once – who says he has never had the slightest stab of pain over his child’s difficulties and wondered what it would have been like if his child didn’t have special needs – and I will show you a parent who has bullshit pouring out of his ears. Cheers.
Eric says he does not grieve, but the very first words on his blog, in the title no less, are “I am a broken man.” Connection?