Showing posts with label Christiaan Otter Bailey. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Christiaan Otter Bailey. Show all posts

Friday, October 2, 2015

#BeyondLimits with Spina Bifida


Dear Life,

9 years ago, our lives were rocked when we walked innocently into an unltrasound office to determine the gender and overall health of our fifth child.  As the tech rolled the camera around my quite large belly, she was very quiet.  And she spent a lot of time doing things.  I didn't really think anything of it, as I was really concentrating on my very full bladder.  Finally the doctor came in, spent even more time looking at things, and then said the words that we were not prepared for.  "I'm sorry to tell you this, but the fetus (yes...not a baby) has Spina Bifida, Hydrocephalus, two club feet, and possible other issues.  Due to the severity of the birth defect, and the lateness of the pregnancy, you don't have that much time to terminate your pregnancy."
Well.  OK then.
We left the office obviously in tears and horribly scared.
9 years ago there wasn't the amount of social media there is today.
We made a huge tactical error.
We went on Google.
If you are told you have a medical issue, don't go on Google.  Just don't do it.
We had to wait a whole weekend to meet with the OBGYN.  
She also offered us termination as a "solution".
We told her in no certain terms that we wanted our son.

Time went slow during my pregnancy.  
We met a lot of doctors and did a lot of planning.
But there was a lot of unknowns.



FINALLY, on December 20th, 2006 an amazing gift was born.
Luke Kumakalehua Jensen.
Best Christmas Present ever.




He was born with a huge hole in his back.  
We could see his spine.
It was very scary.

He needed surgery right away.
Six hours after he was born, he was whisked away in an incubator.
His back was closed and a shunt was placed.


We were originally told he could stay up to a month in the hospital.
He rocked it even back then and left in six days.

Over the next three years, we were very focused on his health.
Physical and Occupational Therapy twice a week.



Multiple feet surgeries.
His first 8 months of life he lived in casts.


3 shunt revisions.
Multiple hospital stays for UTI's. 



We thought this was going to be life for Kumaka.
Something changed when he hit four though.  
He had his hardest surgery to date. 
12 hours of hip surgery.
12. 
Hours.

The next day he needed a blood transfusion.  
He was in a spica cast for 6 weeks.

And then the weekend he got out of the spica cast he broke his right femur right above his knee in HALF.
And ended up in the spica again.
But a very special person came to visit.
Aaron "Wheelz" Fotheringham, the first every wheelchair athlete to land a backflip and frontflip in a wheelchair.
Kumaka has watched his YouTube feed for years.

Aaron came to hang out with the kid in the giant green cast and we thought that was the coolest.

From that meeting, Aaron told Christiaan "Otter"Bailey about Kumaka.


We met Otter that year as well, and when he saw Kumaka's 35 pound wheelchair he was determined to get him into a better chair.  
Early the following year Kumaka was allowed to borrow a 14 pound chair.


WHAT A DIFFERENCE.
NO ANTI TIPPERS.
NO HANDLES.
Better figure it out!  
And he did.  
That summer he went to his first Life Rolls on "They Will Skate Event" in Venice California.
He had a BLAST.
That was the beginning of Kumaka realizing HE CAN DO STUFF and it was pretty cool.


We started taking him to the skate park pretty regularly.
He got braver and braver.




Then he went to a surf event with LRO.
He loved surfing.






One more thing he loved.
And something he can do with his dad and his brothers.
It was amazing as parents to watch Kumaka grow and learn and literally FLY.
Then this summer we did something outside of OUR box.
We let him go to summer camp.
Like he went away for a week without us summer camp.
He's eight people.
He cried.
My heart broke.
And then he came back a different kid.
A grown up kid.
A more independent kid.
And I knew.
He's learning the best things.
He's learning to be a kid.
At the skate park.
At the beach.
On the basketball court.
At camp.

It's not about that diagnosis.
Yeah, we have to manage it.
But it's now about how he LIVES IT.
And let me tell you,
HE LIVES IT.

























Friday, May 30, 2014

Witnessing miracles


Dear Life,

I know I've been telling you all about Sofi's story, but I have something in my heart I want to share.

8 years ago in July we went for an ultrasound to find out if our baby was going to be a boy or a girl.

We left the hospital in a daze, with tears rolling down our cheeks and horror in our hearts.
Tears because our perfect little baby was diagnosed with a neural tube defect called Spina Bifida, Hydrocephalus, and bilateral club feet.
Horror because we were told one of our options was to terminate.
Our appointment was on a Friday, and the radiologist wouldn't even explain what the diagnosis meant. He said we would have to wait until we saw our OB. I called her office immediately but she was gone for the weekend.
How were we supposed to go forward without knowledge?
We went home to our boys, who clamored to find out if they were having a brother or a sister. We took them to the pool, told them they would be having another brother, but he was going to have health problems.
The rest of the weekend was a blur...
Monday we met with our OB.
She explained what Spina Bifida was in greater detail and reiterated our option to terminate.
We forcefully told her we would not be doing so.
We were told our son could be retarded (their words), might not walk, might have learning difficulties and his quality of life would be bad and there was a possibility of death.
We wanted our son.
We lived through that summer and fall somehow, searching for hope.
8 years ago, there were no blogs, no Facebook, no groups.
We found graphic and rather frightening pictures that scared us to death.
When Kumaka was born, he had major surgery to close his back and place a shunt.


For 4 years, he struggled with various health issues and surgeries.



He had such an amazing spirit. His smile was so beautiful and he was always happy.

Even in the hospital, he would thank the nurses after putting in an IV ( with tears in his eyes).

He was a fighter.
A warrior.




And once his health got better, he was given the gift of a special WCMX wheelchair.

He learned how to go to skateparks and shred with the skaters.

He learned how to play wheelchair sports.

He wheeled his first 5 K.


He surfed.

He became an athlete.

He became a student.

He is now reading.
And sharing his joy of life with his friends.

























Looking back eight years ago, we never ever thought our son would do one of the things he is doing.
And he is in good company. Within his circle of friends, there is an author, a cover model, an actor, an actress, athletes of all kinds, an aspiring swimmer, a dancer..... And the list goes on.
These children are all AMAZING.
Every day there is a new story being told....
Many parents were told to terminate.
Thank goodness they didn't listen.