#1 Her story

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Posts with a # at the beginning are part of our story. They are from when Stacey was little. All the other posts are current day or have a year or age noted. If you're new here and want to start at the beginning, just find #1 and at the end is a link to the next part so you can read in order.

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         People often ask: "did you know before she was born?" No, we didn't. We suspected something though.  She didn't open her eyes for over 20 hours after she was born. She was my fourth child and although the medical staff showed no concern, I had that funny maternal gut feeling. 

Here is her story:

         When we were released from the hospital she was very jaundice and we went home with a light blanket. She was a little ET wrapped in that blanket for 23 hours a day for four days. I also thought that seemed unusual. We had to take her in daily for lab tests. One day I sent my hubby alone so I could rest. It was usually a quick visit and I knew he'd be home in less than an hour. Over an hour later he arrived home visibly shaken. 

        The story he told me made me sick and I vowed she'd never again see a medical personnel without me there! Usually a bilirubin test is a heal prick on a baby. The tech today was out of her mind. She tried to use a needle in my 6 pound baby's arm! My poor hubby didn't know how wrong this was until she couldn't find a vein and tried a second time and he almost passed out watching. That's when he stopped her and insisted on another tech. It was then done the right way and we wrote a complaint. What rang in my ear the longest, was that she had hardly fussed.

         As she approached three months, I was becoming concerned with her seemingly lack of interest in her surroundings. She didn't make eye contact, she didn't track objects or reach for them. I started to think she was blind. 

         Her pediatrician took a good look at her, and said "hm" a lot. I was quiet, letting him focus on her. Finally his words made my heart sink and a whole different future played through my mind. "Are you in there Stacey? Can you see me? 

         I left there trying to figure out how this horribly unorganized mother of 4 would care for a blind child! I never put things in the same place twice! It would be impossible for her to find anything. However, looking at the specialist referral in my hand I prayed a thankful prayer that it wasn't anything worse... 

Continue the story here:
http://highfivesforstacey.blogspot.com/2013/07/2-skin-tags-and-allergies.html