I'm apologizing in advance for the length of this post, but here goes...
Three weeks ago, on a Friday morning, Rod’s family (parents, a new pup, and aunt & uncle ) had come into town for my niece’s 1st birthday. I was still at work while Rod left early to meet his family at our house. He picked-up Henry from daycare and rushed home, eager to see everyone. While Rod, my father-in-law, and Rod’s uncle were in the garage looking at Rod’s newest “toy”. My mother-in-law and Rod’s aunt were oooohing and aaaahing over Henry in the house. Everyone was excited to see each other; including the dogs, who were running around, playfully roughhousing. Somewhere in all of the excitement, Henry fell and bumped his head. It didn’t seem like much, a few hugs and some kisses and he was back running around with the pups and thoroughly enjoying being spoiled by Grammie. When I arrived home from work that evening, all was well while I chatted with the fam.
The next morning, we happily prepared for the birthday party, which was in a different location. I also took Henry to music class (which is early every Saturday). He seemed a little tired and not quite himself. But I attributed it to all of the excitement of having family in town. Upon arriving home from music, he threw up. I immediately called the Kaiser advice nurse, who asked a series of questions. I let the nurse know about Henry’s fall the day before, but also that we didn’t think the fall was anything to be concerned about. But after his second bout of getting sick, the nurse thought it might be a good idea to take him to the ER to rule out the possibility of a concussion. We agreed, better safe than sorry.
Long story, short; Henry actually had the flu (the next day, we found out two other kids from daycare and one of the mothers also had it). However, the ER doctor ordered a CT scan to rule out a concussion. As a byproduct, we found out that Henry has a cyst on his brain and extra cerebral spinal fluid as a consequence. Totally unrelated to his fall or his flu symptoms. It was just by a crazy-chance that we found out about it.
Henry has an Arachnoid Cyst. Fortunately, he hasn’t suffered any symptoms; and hopefully he never will. Many people have them their entire lives without symptoms, only finding out about them as a byproduct of having a CT/MRI for a different reason (sports injury, car accident, etc.).
On Friday we took him in for an MRI (I’ll share that experience with you later) and we have an appointment with a Pediatric Neurosurgeon next week to discuss the results and next -steps. We don’t have a lot of information and are attempting to be patient while waiting for our appointment. The doctors don’t seem to be in an enormous rush to address this, so it can’t be that serious, right? Despite the lack of urgency, the possibilities are terrifying. I have never known horror like this. The trepidation of having our child’s health seriously threatened has shaken us. My hands tremble as I type this and I struggle to articulate the depth of my anxiety. I apologize for this cryptic post; I will keep you updated as I learn more.
On the bright-side, Henry’s flu has passed and he is back to his normal self! We attended his friend’s 2nd birthday party on Saturday where he played, ate cake, and chased ducks!
|Nothing better than cake with friends!|