Sunday, August 24, 2014

Overdue update and signing off

Another unfulfilled promise to update this little blog.  At least no posts means no necessarily bad news to report.  Keegan has been stable over the summer, and we've done our best to keep him that way.  There isn't a lot going on with him medically that is concrete enough that I felt I needed to record it here, which is good and not entirely good.  There have been milestones and hiccups, but he has stayed home through it all.  Hang onto your hat; it's gonna be a long one.  Here's the scoop:
  • Keegan is OFF steroids!  Yep, you read that correctly.  It was the longest, slowest, two-steps-forward-one-step-back steroid wean in history, but it finally paid off.  Keegan has been off steroids successfully for an entire month with no flares or major side effects.  He hasn't had any viral exposure to test this theory really in the last month, but so far, so good.
  • Without steroids, Keegan's intestinal failure has worsened.  This was expected but still difficult to see.  The intestinal failure is caused by his immune system attacking his GI tract as part of his underlying (and yet still unidentified) global autoimmune disorder.  We knew that the anakinra wasn't helping this one aspect of the disease, but it works for keeping the big, life-threatening flares away.  The intestinal failure is manageable with TPN and IV supplementation, so it's not as much of a priority.  We haven't jumped the gun to add more TPN on yet, but it will happen soon. 
  • Since the steroids came off, his anemia and neutropenia have made a slight comeback.  It's too early to say if this is related to the steroids.  It's not actionable yet, just something to watch.
  • For the first time, the chronically hypertensive child who has been on no less than three blood pressure medications his entire life has been fighting with fluctuating blood pressures.  It happened once at the beginning of the summer, but he quickly went back to his "normal" high numbers.  Then two weeks ago, his blood pressure tanked again.  Instead of running to the ER, we started his TPN immediately at a higher rate to get some fluid on him and held his blood pressure medications.  He seemed stable enough to stay home, and a quick visit to the transplant clinic didn't show anything immediately concerning.  So for now, he's still off the medications.  He is making a much slower return to his higher numbers, and I anticipate we will be back on his blood pressure medications before long.  This could be a result of the steroids being off, or it could be Keegan keeping us on our toes.  Another thing we will have to wait and watch.
  • We are waiting on a bone density scan in the coming weeks to make sure there is no permanent bone damage from the years of steroids.  Keegan has not grown more than 2cm in the last several years, which we attributed to the steroids also.  If we don't see more growth in the next 4 to 6 months, we will see an endocrinologist to determine if we need to help Keegan's body along.
  • Still no results from Keegan's genetic mapping back yet.  His rheumatologist was meeting with the researchers last week, and we are hopeful that the results will be done soon.
All in all, Keegan has been stable at home and enjoying summer.  We've had a few fun family outings around town and have been swimming once about every other week.  Although the medical team wouldn't endorse swimming with a central line, we made the decision to allow Keegan to do so after careful research.  We only swim in my parents' pool; we cover his line as best as possible and do a dressing change immediately after he gets out.  I wouldn't say that we can call it completely safe after the limited amount of swimming we have done, but (knock on wood) he's done well with it so far.  A little bit of normalcy where we can get it.

The last major point to update is Keegan's neurological status.  At the end of the school year, Keegan's teacher and ABA therapist both independently approached us about his apparent inability to make any gains in more abstract areas of thought, anything he couldn't memorize.  This was a red flag we had been told to look out for by neurology.  With this information and the end of the steroids, we met with neurology to determine the next step.  We ultimately decided not to do another MRI at this time.  He is not having any more strokes or seizure activity, so new films would only give us another baseline to determine the rate of aging/decline/gliosis/whatever-we're-calling-it.  It wouldn't change our treatment of him at this time.  Instead, Keegan's being referred to a new neurologist specializing in this area.  

I guess this is a good time to reiterate that Keegan's medical history, disease history, strokes, and medications have left him with a brain that has "dried up" and was two years ago, roughly similar to that of a 65 year old.  The worst damage is not in an area of the brain where Alzheimer's usually occurs, but rather, we must watch for signs of early onset dementia in a child who never reached normal development in the first place.  If you can imagine learning the subtle signs of dementia and stroke activity in a normal 65 year old, imagine the difficulty in determining these signs in a child who never spoke or acted "normally" in his 6 years.  This new neurologist will hopefully be able to help us distinguish between existing damage and the signs of dementia that his teachers and therapists (and family) may not initially see.  We believe she will be able to help us determine when it's time to start various neurological/dementia medications that may help Keegan cope over time.  I won't even try to explain how difficult the idea of watching your child go through dementia before he's a teenager is to swallow.  However, the good thing is that we are surrounded by doctors, friends, therapists, and family that are committed to helping him (and us) through it.

In contrast to essentially every post over the last year, I will not wrap this up by promising any new posts in the immediate future or apologizing for a lack of posts.  It has taken me about a year to admit that I don't want to update the blog anymore.  Gray and I have made a commitment to actively pursue quality in Keegan's life, as there is no guarantee of it's quantity.  It may seem counterintuitive, but Keegan's stability has made us much more acutely aware of how limited our time with him may be - whether it is chronological time or neurological time.  That means that we are actively committing to living a more authentic, unplugged life with our children.  I want my kids to know that I am living each day with them and for them, not to have something to post on the blog or Twitter or Facebook.  Additionally, the changes in Keegan's health and overall condition have been more subtle over the past year, making it more difficult to put into writing.  

So where does that leave us?  We'll still be here.  There probably won't be much over there on the Twitter feed.  In fact, that will likely go away soon.  K's for Keegan is still alive and well.  The next race will be the Turkey Trot in Frisco on Thanksgiving Day, which I will relay more information about soon.  Every one of my own races is a K's for Keegan race, but my race season has taken a hiatus this summer as I dealt with some personal health issues.  This blog was never about me in the first place though.  When the posts do come from here on out, they won't be about anything but Keegan anymore.  

To that end, there won't be many posts here, but I'm not shutting it down.  If there's something important to note because Keegan's struggling or he's inpatient (or oh-my-word, he's at Disney World on his second attempt at a Make-A-Wish trip!), I will come back.  In between that, the day-to-day pictures and life updates will stop.  No news is not bad news.  We are so grateful for the continued support, love, and prayers that everyone has given Keegan and our family over the years, that I couldn't possibly retreat into our shell for good.  I am a firm believer in the power of prayer and intercession.  I would never take that blessing out of Keegan's life voluntarily.  It's just time for our family to be our family.  To disconnect for awhile and make the memories that we will need one day when our family isn't four anymore.  No one can tell us how long that can be, so we're going to make the most of it.  I wish we were stepping away because things were just so peachy keen we didn't need to update anymore.  Maybe I'll regret stepping away 10 years from now when things are exactly the same as they are now, but for now, this is where we, as a family, need to be.  

So, thank you again.  And please don't give up on us.  We'll be back soon.  

Monday, July 14, 2014

Audrey's Frozen 4th birthday party

Audrey turned 4 years old!  Thirty-eight days ago, but who's counting?  She had a fabulous time with her friends at her Frozen birthday party.  To be specific, it was an Elsa party because other than the Olaf pinata, only Elsa was allowed to be anywhere near the party decorations!















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Audrey had three requirements for her party: Elsa, a bounce house, and a pinata.  We had it at a local playground, so there was endless entertainment for the kids and minimal clean-up required on my end.  Winner, winner.  I find it hard to believe Audrey is already four years old.  She is a chatty Cathy, but it's so fun to hear her opine about things.  She keeps us laughing every day and takes great care of her big brother.  She is a great mix of girly and sporty.  Loves her princesses but isn't really into dressing up or glittery things.  She's just as happy in a dress or cleats.  Ballet shoes and baseball uniform.  She's a pretty happy and easy-going gal, unless she's set her mind on something, in which case she can be pretty stubborn.  Happy birthday, Queen-Elsa-Audrey (her self-appointed name)!  We love you to the moon and back.  


Monday, June 2, 2014

Buck-A-Jeans & Make-A-Wish

Only phrases connected by dashes are allowed in this post's title evidently.

Whoopsies.  I know I said I wouldn't apologize any more for a lack in updates, but that was a pretty long break.  To my credit, May was a simply crazy month.  Mostly crazy good, and for that we are very, very thankful!  Still, it didn't leave much energy or brain power left for me by the end of the day to do blog posts.  Or edit pictures.  Or even pull pictures off the camera.  Or answer my email for that matter.  Hopefully, things will slow down soon with summer break coming.

To kick this blog back into gear, I'll start with our two biggest blessings in the last week.  Buck-A-Jeans day at Audrey's school to raise money for Keegan's COTA account and the return of Keegan's Make-A-Wish trip this fall!

Last Friday was Audrey's last day of 3K.  (Eek!)  While she wears a uniform to school most of the time, her school will occasionally host a Buck-A-Jeans day on Friday where the kids may wear jeans and a school spirit tshirt if they bring a dollar to donate to a chosen cause or fundraiser.  We were extremely honored to be contacted last week and asked if the school could host the last Buck-A-Jeans for Keegan and as a way to spread organ donation awareness.  Since it happened to be the same day as eighth grade graduation, I didn't make it into the upper school to see how many kids were in jeans, but Keegan and I visited the preschool to thank the kids.  Of course, they just think it is cool to wear jeans to school for a change, but it was much cooler to us to see how many kids were supporting our family in this way.  I haven't heard how much was collected or if it will be donated to COTA, Children's, or Donate Life in Keegan's honor.  We truly couldn't be more grateful to know the POP community has lifted Keegan, who isn't even a student there, up in this way, and we are looking forward to watching Audrey grow as she continues her education and spiritual formation there.

Audrey's 3K class and Keegan on Buck-A-Jeans day

The second big piece of news is the beginning of preparations to once more attempt Keegan's Make-A-Wish trip to Disney World!  We're looking to go in September in the week between his birthday and transplant anniversary.  We tried to make the trip back in April 2012 when we didn't have his immune disorder well controlled and were awaiting a decision on whether or not to proceed with a bone marrow transplant.  Ultimately, Keegan was not ready for such a big trip.  He had a macrophage activation flare the very first night we landed in Orlando and had to be medically air-lifted back home immediately.  Make-A-Wish is going to let him try again, and we will get the chance to stay at Give Kids the World again also.  

The only difference this time is that he will not be given the per diem allowance for incidentals/meals/souvenirs/whatnot.  By the time Keegan was discharged home in 2012 from that inpatient stay, the per diem check had been mixed with our personal checking account for a few weeks, and we weren't exactly in a financial position to go cutting a big check back to Make-A-Wish.  So this time, that all falls on us.  In order to help make Keegan's every wish come true at Disney, my friend's online boutique is hosting a fundraiser specifically to replace his lost per diem allowance.  She is selling the most awesome beach towels just in time for summer!  Everything from Frozen to Spiderman, and you can have them personalized too.  

So head on over to Kahuna Keegan's Beach Cabana!  We are so excited that Keegan will get a second chance at his wish trip, and thank each of you from the bottom of our hearts for helping him have the trip of a lifetime.  I'm dreaming of the smiles from both of my kids already!

I promise an influx of posts recapping the last few months and with a medical update soon.  Keegan had a small surgery today, round 59 of general anesthesia.  I promise more about all that soon.  For today, we just want to express our heartfelt thanks for the blessings in our lives.  Thank you!

Thursday, April 24, 2014

Firefly Run awesomeness!

So almost a month ago (eek!), we had an AMAZING turn-out for K's for Keegan at the Firefly Run.  I mean, seriously y'all, look at this!


We had family, friends from every part of our lives, Gray's coworkers, the kids' pediatrician's office, and Keegan's home healthcare company.  We were so honored by the number of people that came out to support Keegan and Children's this year, and honestly, I cannot WAIT to see how much bigger it can be next year.  Truly, I ran the entire thing on cloud nine.  

My friend, Kelly, from high school has been one of K's for Keegan's most loyal supporters.
She rocks. ;)


This kid had so much fun, that he wanted no part of going home that night.  Thank you so much to everyone who came out.  I'm diligently looking for another race we can have a large presence at, but you can count on us being out in force for next year's Firefly!

Wednesday, April 23, 2014

Bullet dodged

I still need to update about the Firefly Run, end of both kids' spring soccer seasons, and Easter.  Hopefully, I can tackle each one per night this week to get caught up.  If you happen to follow Keegan via Twitter or FB, you may have noticed that we dodged another line infection bullet last week.  You know, just to keep us on our toes.

On Monday night right before starting to cook dinner, I was putting some things away in the garage and taking out trash.  The kids were watching a movie in the den, and I left the back door open to keep an ear out for them during the few minutes they were out of my sight.  It was less than 10 minutes of sweeping, tidying, and garbage duties and yet evidently still too long to leave Keegan alone with his TPN pump running.  I came in to see him standing in a small pool of blood saying he needed "a wipe".  I saw the blood in his line first, clamped the line, disconnected the pump, and carried him to the bathroom to get cleaned up.  Then, I started finding the wreckage.  Blood saturating my couch (which although is luckily red, still did not come out), on the rug, on the tile, on the leather chair, on his clothes...and around his mouth.  Once again, he had chewed through the line, and as soon as his venous pressure exceeded the pump rate, he started to bleed out.  With blood, it always, always looks worse than it is, and although I've been through this too many times, I still got a little freaked out.

My mom rushed over to take care of Audrey and help the clean up while I sped across the street to the Legacy ER.  Obviously, one concern was how much blood had been lost.  Answer?  Not enough to be concerning.  The biggest concern was whether any bacteria from his mouth had been pumped IN to him before he started to bleed.  So we ran labs, drew blood cultures from the line, and waited on pins and needles for 5 days to see if they would grow anything.  If at any point, day or night all the way until 7pm on the night before Easter, the cultures grew any bugs, it would mean an immediate hospital admission for IV antibiotics and possibly surgery for a new line.  Luckily, that didn't happen, and so far, so good.  He has shown no signs of an adverse reaction to the incident, and we enjoyed a normal Easter together as a family for the first time since 2010.

The big question is what drove him to chew again.  If you recall, he did this in the middle of the night last summer, which is why his pump now runs during the day.  That resulted in a fungal infection that dropped him like a rock and took two weeks and three trips to the OR to get a new line.  We assumed last summer that it was because he woke in the middle of the night and was bored.  Perhaps it was boredom again this time.  We will never know.  Even when his nurse is here, we can't keep eyes on him 24 hours a day.  There will always be a few minutes here and there he could sneak it in his mouth, and he isn't capable of understanding why that's a bad thing.  For now, we are grateful that God was keeping a watchful eye on Keegan, even if I wasn't.  Thank you for continuing to lift him up in prayer, and if you don't mind, a few extra wouldn't hurt until we are truly out of the woods here.  Whew! One more day with Keegan, one more bullet dodged.  Let's just hope we continue to be this lucky!

p.s. Keegan's cultures from the previous ER trip came back positive for a respiratory illness called metapneumovirus.  Evidently, Audrey was misdiagnosed!  It was still a virus, so supporting his symptoms was all we could do.  However, we will say that was also a bullet dodged, as this particular virus can be difficult on immune compromised kids.  Boy, Keegan's guardian angel is working over time lately!

Sunday, April 6, 2014

Rough day

I was hoping to have posted about our amazing night with Team K's for Keegan at the Firefly Run last week.  Instead, I'm posting about our day-long visit to the Legacy ER.  It was a rough day, but it did have a happy ending with all four Harrisons in their own beds, not Hotel Children's.

Last Saturday (yes, the morning of the Firefly Run), Audrey woke up with a lovely little fever.  With a brother like Keegan, there is no luxury of giving ibuprofen and waiting to see what happens.  We took her to the after-hours pediatrician for a flu and strep swab and left with a diagnosis of Fifth's disease, a common childhood virus that causes fever, a slapped-cheek-looking rash, and mild respiratory symptoms.  It's supposed to be a virus you only get once, similar to chicken pox, but Keegan has had it at least twice in the past due to his wonky immune system.  The best part of it, as with most viruses that cause fevers, is that the contagious period is before the fever and rash appear.  Great.

True to form, Keegan started a low grade fever Wednesday night while Gray was out of town for work.  Standard protocol for a fever when you have a central IV line is to run cultures on the line and be admitted for 48 hours of antibiotics, in case it's a line infection.  The medical team allowed me to give Keegan tylenol and keep him home this time, as we knew he had been exposed to a virus.  By Thursday afternoon, his fever was gone, but he was pretty miserable with the respiratory symptoms.  Still, we thought that he was doing very well, considering viruses generally trigger MAS flares.  Yesterday, he had a a difficult day GI-wise, again not unusual for Keegan.  No red flags yet.

This morning, Keegan tanked on us so quickly, we hardly saw it coming.  No color, retching, moaning and saying he needed to go to the hospital.  We gave him anti-nausea meds to no avail.  After throwing up, he sort of spaced out and mumbled here and there about an ambulance and #8 (the eighth floor at Children's, the cardiac unit).  He didn't feel warm, but on a whim, we ran his vitals again.  And again.  And again.  Keegan is hypertensive and on three blood pressure medications daily.  His blood pressure dropped significantly to a dangerously low level, and the team told us to take him to the Legacy ER immediately.

Of course, he perked up when he got to the hospital, and blood pressure came up a bit.  Ran a chest x-ray, labs, urine and blood cultures.  All the while, Keegan is begging to just get in the ambulance to #8, even though he had regained some energy.  His labs were pretty off, so they decided to give him some IV fluids and see if he could tolerate some solid food.  The fluid bolus helped his labs come back together and bring his blood pressure back to his normal.  Cultures are still pending on his line for 48 hours, so we're not out of the woods yet.  But for now, we are home.

What happened today is anyone's best guess.  Maybe he had a strange reaction to the virus because he doesn't have a normal immune system.  Maybe his intestinal failure got the best of him without TPN to keep him balanced (no TPN on the weekends, just IV magnesium).  All that really matters is that we ended up safely back at home for now.  We will be watching him closely and seeing what happens over the next few days, but we are praying that he will start to rebound more every day.



Thank you so much for lifting him up once again in prayer.  Today was scary, but it also went better than 90+% of his other ER trips.  That's the power of prayer for ya!

Wednesday, March 19, 2014

K's for Keegan catch-up & reminder

As apparently is my habit lately, here we are in late March, and I am finally putting together a quick K's for Keegan update after two marathons and the first triathlon of the year so far.  I would apologize, but I would doubt anyone expected any more from me at this point in my lackadaisical blogging.  Let's attempt to bring this thing up to speed.

In January, I ran the Houston Marathon.  A dear friend gifted me with a Run for a Reason charity bib through the National Kidney Foundation after the Dallas Marathon was cancelled.  The day was warm, and the race was well-organized.  I was able to catch the whole family, including the kids, at mile 14.  Gray and Alex's friend, Matt, found me again at mile 21, and then everyone was there at the finish to cheer me on.  Considering I had been training for over 20 weeks by that point, I hoped to have done better, but for a first-timer, I will take it.  Keegan crossed the finish line hand-in-hand with me, and that is a moment I will treasure for the rest of my life.



Hugs from Keegan over half-way in

Sure helped to hear these two yelling, "run, Mommy, run!"

Crossing the finish line together





The biggest surprise of the day came shortly after the race.  LaMonica, Keegan's donor's mom, happened to be in her hometown of Houston with the kids, and she came to surprise us at lunch.  Such a blessing and the perfect way to celebrate together!  

Then, it was only four short weeks before the Cowtown Marathon, and I threw in 15K in between.  Gray and I were able to make it to Fort Worth the day before the race and spend some time with two of our best friends, the Currys.  26 miles was a good way to spend my 34th birthday.  I know watching me run probably isn't Gray, Marci, or Todd's idea of spending the morning in FW, but it's been a tradition that means a lot to me.  Next year, I have my eyes on the ultra for my 35th!

I am still a proud member of Team Beads of Courage.
I carry beads with me for every race, and they remind me 
of the strength that Keegan and every child like him exhibits daily.
If they can do it, so can I.


I love the Cowtown race because I'm a bit of a lone-wolf runner.  I like that it is smaller and older.  It gives it a more personal feel.  However, the old-school ways sometimes come back to bite you.  Since Cowtown was the only local marathon after the Dallas cancellation that still had open registration (remember that Houston has a lottery that fills up immediately; I ran on a charity bib), the race was completely overwhelmed this year by the influx of refugee runners from Dallas.  I felt the strain after handing my gear check bag over at the chaos in the sheep barn.  I realized a few minutes later that I had accidentally checked my fuel belt with half my fuel, all my electrolytes, and my precious kleenex (I had been battling a raging sinus infection, fun times).  Since they don't organize bags at the check right away like bigger races, we couldn't find my bag.  With the world's most sensitive stomach and an unseasonably warm day, I left to run the marathon with only two gels and no electrolytes.  I made it through, mainly due to my awesome hubby and friends forcing me to stay positive and driving all over FW to hand me kleenex and encouragement. 

With the year's first two marathons under my belt, it was time to switch gears for the start of triathlon season.  We had a nice warm week, but then old man winter decided he wanted to rain on my parade one more time.  Literally.  On Saturday, a nasty cold front brought in a good amount of rain and wicked high winds, sustained at 25mph and gusts near 40mph.  Not the best conditions to be riding in while wet.  I buckled down and survived, managing to score an early spot at the end-of-the-year sprint invitational and placing 3rd in my age group on the run.  I almost ate it twice on the bike when the winds truly threatened to knock me down, and I learned my lesson on overestimating my swim time.  I will not let myself get stuck in a slow pack of swimmers again.  Oy.

Trying to block out the fact that I'm about to jump in a pool,
then run out soaking wet into 40 degree temps and 30mph winds.

I was pretty happy with the layers that I chose to get through,
especially compared to some of the other yahoos out there that didn't!
I do HIGHLY regret forgetting my toe covers for the bike.
The run felt like I had bricks for feet until mile 2.8,
when unfortunately there was less than half a mile left to go.


Wow, that's a rough picture.
I am not a beer drinker, but Gray truly deserved it after sticking with me during this one.
I would be lost without him.

Well, that catches us up on the year so far, but the most important race is coming up on the 29th.  That would be the Firefly 5K where YOU have the chance to officially join Team K's for Keegan.  We have a great team signed up so far, but we are always looking for more.  The Firefly is a night race where everyone wears glow-in-the-dark stuff to light it up and raise money for Children's Medical Center.  If you would still like to order a K's for Keegan tshirt, please let me know that also.  I must place the order by this FRIDAY, MARCH 21!!  Comment below or email me with questions.  

Please consider joining us and register today!


2014 is off to a pretty good start.  There's still plenty of work to do and lots of opportunities to spread the word about the importance of organ donation through K's for Keegan.  Thank you for your support and encouragement!  You keep us moving along!

Wednesday, March 12, 2014

Scripting

Last week, Ron Suskind published an article entitled "Reaching My Autistic Son Through Disney" in the New York Times ahead of the release of his new book, Life Animated.  I am anxiously awaiting my chance to read it and have read his NYT article several times now through tears.  Please take the time to read it by clicking above because it will reveal something to you, even if all you know of our family is through this little blog.

This is Keegan.  

98+% of Keegan's speech is scripted from movies or tv shows.  Disney is by far his preference, but he won't turn down most good animation.  Most of the remaining speech is from scripts we have given him, i.e. giving him the words to ask for a glass of water, which he then repeats in the exact intonation we taught him originally.  

I will never forget the day when he was about 3 1/2 years old we realized Keegan's gibberish was actually words.  Monsters, Inc. was playing on the tv, but Keegan was facing the other direction.  He made sounds we had heard him say often at the time, "tees e a oo ed, ooh ahh ooh ahh ooh ahh."  But this time, without facing the tv, we watched him mime the scene with the sounds perfectly.  It's when Mike is training Sully in the morning before work.  "Twins in a bunk bed!" Then Mike mimes scaring kids in a top bunk, bottom bunk, back and forth, before falling flat on the floor.  Gray and I froze.  "Twins in a bunk bed!"  We rewinded it and played it again, and Keegan did it again and again.  

After the strokes and macrophage activation flare in September of 2011 that left him practically in a coma and robbed him of the little speech he had developed, he sunk deeper into his scripts.  Three months later, he received an autism diagnosis.  He technically has brain damage from medical trauma that mimics autism (each characteristic can be tied directly to an event on his brain scans), but the same treatments for autism work for Keegan, which is really all that matters.  At that point, I began to fervently research scripting and echolalia.  We were desperate because the only time Keegan was happy was watching his movies.  Even when he wasn't watching, there was a constant movie playing in his head, and we could rarely pull him out of them, back into reality.

A few months later, I tried jumping into one of his scripts from the movie Cars.  His speech was still mostly sounds and inflections with a few discernible words, but when you watch the movies as much as we do, you pick up on the inflections and context.  I don't remember what line it was now, but before Keegan could say the line, I knelt beside him and said it myself.  He looked me square in the eyes fully for the first time since that flare.  And he smiled.  His HUGE, beautiful Keegan smile.  We exchanged a few lines, and he regressed into a different script that I couldn't follow.  I sat and cried as he played around me.  It was his breakthrough.  The more we identified the scripts he was saying, the more we were invited into his world.  To this day, I must stop what I'm doing whenever I am doing it to be Pumba to his Timone singing "Hakuna Matata."

Keegan has not progressed nearly to the levels Owen has over the years, but I am hopeful for more as he grows, especially if we continue to learn with him.  Already, he has moved on to using his scripts in context when he needs to convey a need, want, emotion, or desire.  If he needs help, he doesn't just ask for help.  He is Pete in Mickey Mouse Clubhouse, "umm, guys, a little help here?"  But sometimes, his scripts are just a source of comfort for him.  A safe place he can go to escape.  TV or digital device unnecessary, there's always a movie playing in his head.

Now I have a clearer understanding of why.  Ron writes in the NYT article:
"But what draws kids like Owen to these movies is something even more elemental. Walt Disney told his early animators that the characters and the scenes should be so vivid and clear that they could be understood with the sound turned off. Inadvertently, this creates a dream portal for those who struggle with auditory processing, especially, in recent decades, when the films can be rewound and replayed many times.  The latest research that Cornelia and I came across seems to show that a feature of autism is a lack of traditional habituation, or the way we become used to things. Typically, people sort various inputs, keep or discard them and then store those they keep. Our brains thus become accustomed to the familiar. After the third viewing of a good movie, or a 10th viewing of a real favorite, you’ve had your fill. Many autistic people, though, can watch that favorite a hundred times and seemingly feel the same sensations as the first time. While they are soothed by the repetition, they may also be looking for new details and patterns in each viewing, so-called hypersystemizing, a theory that asserts that the repetitive urge underlies special abilities for some of those on the spectrum."

But I worry about what I may hear from him one day.  Ron learned that his son, Owen, felt left behind when he identified himself as a sidekick to the hero in a Disney movie.  Or when he finally revealed how lonely his world could be by talking to his dad impersonating another sidekick, Iago, from Aladdin, "I'm not happy.  I don't have friends.  I can't understand what people say."  Are these emotions I am ready to hear from Keegan?  No, I don't think I am.  They are things I have feared and grieved, especially this year as all the neighborhood kids have gone on to kindergarten without him.  In his Disney-filled world, he is happy.  He is safe and full of emotion.  But when the movie is over, I'm afraid of him feeling lost.  He has endured so much more than any other six-year old should have to endure.  He has come out fighting each and every time.  I have guarded his physical heart and his health with every breath of my body.  I'm not sure how well I can guard him from the emotional pains of reality if we continue to break into his world or bring him out into our own.

Each month, we are seeing progress from Keegan though, and his scripts continue to be a large part of that success.  Perhaps he does watch too much television and movies.  But I wouldn't trade it or him for the world.

Tuesday, February 25, 2014

Friday, February 21, 2014

Sickies

Always overdue for an update around here.  I'm getting ready for the Cowtown Marathon this weekend, and I just realized I never did a full post on the Houston Marathon.  Oy.  We managed to make it through a rough week in health for both the kiddos this week, which followed tightly on the heels of yet another sinus infection battle for me.  We could be in a much better place going into the weekend, but we are praying the sickies are on their way out.

Keegan took a nosedive mid-week, but we believe his was caused by some medication changes we made recently.  Without much thought, we weaned his steroid dose and increased his oral magnesium dose nearly simultaneously.  It caused a big increase in his GI difficulties, and by Wednesday, he was nauseous and exhausted.  We backtracked on his mag dose, started some nausea meds, and took some time to let him rest.  By today he was back to his old energy levels, but unfortunately, his nose started running too.

Then there's Audrey.  She had been battling a runny nose for weeks and developed a wet cough over the weekend.  I talked to the pediatrician early in the week and was told not to bring her in.  Then I got the call around lunch today that she had a fever and needed to be picked up from school.  Luckily, she just has a nasty ear infection.  The doctor warned that this type of infection may be contagious and to watch Keegan closely, but we are hoping that the start of antibiotics today will help nip this thing in the bud before it affects him.

What a way to end the week when I was planning to travel over to Fort Worth for a race.  So if anyone could spare a prayer that the sickies are on their way out of the Harrison house, we would greatly appreciate it.  We are extremely grateful that we have thus far been able to weather all this at home, and we simply are praying to stay here.  Thanks as always!