132... and ordinary number.... usually. Not to me. Not anymore.
Back on August 11th, the day before I was scheduled for my heart surgery to get the ICD for my ARVD (there are a LOT of initials in the heart world), I awoke from a dead sleep to a rate of 110 bpm. Dr. B had told me that if my heart rate got to 120, I would go into Sudden Cardiac Death. Waking up to that heart rate was a little.... terrifying. Of course, we know how this all turned out and I am here.
Why 132? What is so significant about that number? As I have been working towards my goal of marathon training I have had to learn to walk for long periods of time, then slowly add in jogging, so not to push my heart too hard. Yes, I have been given the "all-clear" to do what I want, but one thing I was told is to listen to my body. I still do not have all my strength back, although it has been just over 6 months. "It could take a year," is what Dr. B told me. Each time I go out to run (it really is jogging but apparently that counts as running) I listen to my heart and if she tells me I can run a little further, I do. On Tuesday this week, I reached a new milestone of TWO miles! Of course I walked part of that, but I am now up to two miles! At the end of that run, my heart rate was.... can you guess?..... 132 bpm!! Guess what? I felt GREAT! I may have been out of breath, jello legged, and walking by the end, but I was ALIVE!
Little by little everyday, I am finding more strength. I still have to rest sometimes and that is OK! The important thing is I keep trying... I keep working towards my goal. I hit a new milestone on the scale today. Positive changes are happening! Great things are happening! I can do this, because God makes the impossible.... possible!
My name is Jenny McKinney. I am ALIVE and I really don't want chocolate today.... not yet. ;)
Thursday, February 27, 2014
Saturday, February 22, 2014
love takes hold
heavy heart
lonely soul
wanting to
take control
healthy now
at least in heart
darkness lingers
will not depart
hard to know
how to fight
one might think
this is not right
my heart is strong
for the first time
yet mind is sullen
darkness abides
fighting hard
to find my place
in a world
with tempting ways
they cannot see
the tears i cry
the loneliness
i feel inside
surround myself
with people of joy
my little girl
my grown-up boys
love takes hold
God enters in
he has made me
whole again
i play a song
my heart sings
my heart now can
do anything
-Jenny McKinney
lonely soul
wanting to
take control
healthy now
at least in heart
darkness lingers
will not depart
hard to know
how to fight
one might think
this is not right
my heart is strong
for the first time
yet mind is sullen
darkness abides
fighting hard
to find my place
in a world
with tempting ways
they cannot see
the tears i cry
the loneliness
i feel inside
surround myself
with people of joy
my little girl
my grown-up boys
love takes hold
God enters in
he has made me
whole again
i play a song
my heart sings
my heart now can
do anything
-Jenny McKinney
Friday, February 14, 2014
Happy Val...uh..... Heart Hero Week!!
I realize I have not posted everyday this CHD Week like I planned. Sometimes, life gets the best of me and I get a little pouty while I struggle. It is the stories of the Heart Heroes that has pulled me through it, though. Today, I am going to share the stories of a few Heart Warriors that I know will touch your... well, heart!
Meet Emily. She was born with Hypoplastic Left Heart Syndrome. This means, Emily has half a heart. How do parents of such a Heart Warrior cope with this life-changing news? Please read Emily's Story and come to understand true courage. Emily is my heart hero.
Meet Capri. She was born with Ebstein's Anomaly. I do not even know what to say about this Heart Warrior except, please have a box of tissue ready as you read her story. Start at the very beginning so you may walk in her mother's shoes, if only for a moment. She is my Heart Hero. Capri's Story
Meet Jaxton. Born with Hypoplastic Right Heart Syndrome, Double Inlet Left Ventricle, and Pulmonary Atresia. Like all Heart Warrior stories, I cannot read them without a tissue in hand. This one is no exception. I love Jaxton's smile. He is my Heart Hero.
In reading these stories, perhaps you may realize that although today was founded upon a man who was executed, then turned commercial (like every other holiday), it can be something special and dare I say.... sacred... as we celebrate loving our Heart Hero Warriors.
My name is Jenny McKinney. I love my Heart Heroes. Now, where's my box of chocolates?
The remainder of my heart scar on my neck and
me with my new hair cut.
me with my new hair cut.
Oh and Happy Heart Day to me... 6 months and two days since my heart miracle.
Monday, February 10, 2014
Tanner... a Heart Warrior
Meet Tanner. From his mother:
"Tanner was born February 3, 2011. A couple days after he was born, it was found that he has a Coarctation of the Aorta that needs to be repaired. We have also found out since then, that he also has a couple large holes in his heart that need to be closed."
This is only the beginning of this boy's remarkable journey to a functioning heart. Although I have just begun reading the blog about this awesome young boy, I already know his story is about to impact me for good. His parents are among the bravest. His doctors are among the most inspired. His story is one to give hope when it seems all hope is lost. Here, you can read Tanner's Story.
Keep fighting for those Heart Warriors. They are destined to change the world.
My name is Jenny McKinney. Tanner is my Hero. I just had some hot chocolate to celebrate his life. :)
"Tanner was born February 3, 2011. A couple days after he was born, it was found that he has a Coarctation of the Aorta that needs to be repaired. We have also found out since then, that he also has a couple large holes in his heart that need to be closed."
This is only the beginning of this boy's remarkable journey to a functioning heart. Although I have just begun reading the blog about this awesome young boy, I already know his story is about to impact me for good. His parents are among the bravest. His doctors are among the most inspired. His story is one to give hope when it seems all hope is lost. Here, you can read Tanner's Story.
Keep fighting for those Heart Warriors. They are destined to change the world.
My name is Jenny McKinney. Tanner is my Hero. I just had some hot chocolate to celebrate his life. :)
Sunday, February 9, 2014
In
Memory of Elaine Andrew
When
we were six months pregnant we had a routine ultrasound at our
doctor’s office. They technician wasn’t able to get a good look
at the baby’s heart, but could see that it had four chambers.
During the ultrasound the technician thought that there may be a
problem with the baby’s bowel because it looked like it was denser
than it was supposed to be. The doctor wasn’t too concerned, but
sent us to see a perinatologist (specialist) at the hospital just to
be on the safe side. They were supposed to check out the baby’s
intestines and also try and get a closer look at the heart since the
baby hadn’t been cooperating that day. Needless to say there was
absolutely nothing wrong with her bowel. It ended up being a faulty
monitor that caused the discoloration, but the specialist did get a
closer look at the baby’s heart. We were moved into another room
with better equipment so they could get a better look at was going
on. The doctor told us he was afraid that our baby had something
wrong with her heart. The right ventricle was less than half the size
that it needed to be, and there wasn’t any sign of a pulmonary valve.
When
we heard this, our stomachs fell through the floor. It is such a
shock when you first hear that your baby has a severe heart defect.
We immediately had an appointment made for the next evening to be
seen by a pediatric cardiologist at Primary Children’s Medical
Center in Salt Lake City. We were still in shock when we went to see
Dr. Luciana Young. After a fairly long and stressful ultrasound, Dr.
Young came and talked to us about what they thought was going on with
this baby’s heart. It was confusing, and very frightening. We told
our families, and they were very supportive.
All
of the doctors and nurses that we saw were helpful and informative.
Our questions were answered as we tried to research about HRHS, PA
and the different surgeries that she would have to endure throughout
her life time. We also talked a lot to the baby’s maternal
grandmother, who was also born with a CHD. She helped us understand
what to expect and helped us to be more at peace with the situation.
We were shooting for a natural birth and had checkups regularly with
the specialist. At a checkup at 38 weeks, the ultrasound indicated
that the baby had stopped growing and was only about 4 lbs. An
amniocentesis was preformed to check the status of the baby's lungs
to see if it was possible for the baby to be born early. We waited at
home for the results and got a phone call to pack up and be in Salt
Lake as soon as possible, because the baby’s lungs were developed
enough to be born and since she wasn’t thriving in the womb, she
needed to be delivered cesarean.
It
was a long wait once we got to the hospital, but on April 20th 2001,
after a long, stressful day, our daughter Elaine Ruth was born at
10:39 pm at the University of Utah Hospital. She was 6 lbs. 1 oz. and
18 inches long. She was immediately whisked away to PCMC, but not
before the Life Flight crew stopped in briefly at mom’s recovery
room so she could hold her precious baby. It was an emotional moment.
The doctors had been accurate in their assessment of her problems. On
top of what they had seen, her coronary artery was about twice as
large as it was supposed to be because her body had grown a massive
amount of collateral veins from her right ventricle into her
coronaries. The blood needed a place to go and the extra blood flow
caused this abnormality. This added some danger in keeping the
pressures in her heart where they were supposed to be.
Elaine
spent 5 days in the NICU. These were probably the hardest days.
Everything was new and intimidating. The meds that she was on to keep
her PDA open caused her breathing too slow. She would often stop
breathing. This was very frightening, to watch as the nurses would
help her begin breathing again, and again. Eventually she was placed
on a ventilator. She then had a central B-T shunt placed in her. The
surgery had to be preformed twice because the first shunt clotted
off. She was reopened and a new shunt put in. This was done by Dr.
Gregory DiRusso. She then remained in the PICU for about 2 weeks. She
did well. When Elaine went home at 3 weeks old she was on oxygen, Coumadin, Captopril and a variety of other meds. Mom had to learn to
insert an ng tube for feeding, but never had to use her skills, thank
goodness.
Elaine
was small, but did very well recovering from her ordeal. She was off
oxygen at 2½ months. She then had her Glenn done by Dr. John
Hawkins, in October of 2001 at 5½ months old. She was in the
hospital only 5 days! She was such a cute girl and learned everything
so fast. She took a little longer than usual to roll over, crawl and
walk, but that it to be expected. She had a large lump on her chest
that we were told was her xiphoid process (a triangular bone), which
stuck out instead of laying flat like it is supposed to. When this
happy, loving girl had her Fontan three days after her 2nd birthday,
we found out that it was actually one of the wires holding her
sternum that had come loose and was poking her. Since it was so
painful, her body had grown a cyst around it to protect itself. It
was removed during the Fontan.
Elaine’s
Fontan came earlier in her life than had been anticipated. Her heart
function began to slow and SAT’s were dropping. Her Fontan went
ok. She ended up staying in the hospital much longer than expected
because she contracted RSV while at the hospital. This made recovery
very difficult. She had a difficult time getting her pressures up in
her heart, it take a while for the body to adjust. She had a real
hard time keeping meds and food down. She had a lot of drainage from
her right chest tube. Her baby sister Violet was only 2 months old
during this stay at the hospital, so the room was very crowded.
After
her Fonatan she had a leaky mitral valve which we thought may require
repair, but not likely in the near future. After that we played the
waiting game. until the left side of her heart would wear out and she
required a transplant. Doctors guessed that this wouldn’t be
necessary until she was an adult. During the next year we were able
to do a lot of fun things with Elaine. She loved Buzz Lightyear from
Toy Story and the Wiggles. She would dance and sing. She really
liked Snow White and playing dress up’s. We were able to have a
video camera to record a lot of her. She was so happy and
compassionate.
Even
after all that Elaine had been through she was a joy to be around.
She still had memories of her last surgery, but they didn’t
frighten her. She loved her doctors! We know that she was looked
after by people who love her, and we are so thankful to have had her
in our lives. She loved to color, sing, play outside and climb on
everything. Besides the fact that she was small for her age (baby
sister shared the same size diapers), no one could tell she had such
a problem. She had a lot of fun with her baby sister Violet (who
has nothing wrong with her heart) and eating pudding!
In
February of 2004 Elaine began to show signs of heart failure. She was
taken to the Pediatrician and told it was a cold and prescribed cough
medicine. When things got worse the E. R. said she may be coming
down with an ear infection. In reality she was in extreme heart
failure. She was admitted to Primary Children's Hospital on the 15th
of March. She was soon placed on the transplant list for a heart. She
remained in the ICU for the last 5 weeks of her life. As she began
growing worse she refused to eat and different organs began shutting
down. It is the hardest thing to see your child suffering beyond all
comprehension, and know that there is nothing you can do to ease that
pain. Elaine tried to remain happy and would still smile for us,
even at the end. Eventually she got an infection in her blood
stream. Most likely a result of all the PICC lines, IV’s and tubes
she had running through her body. The infection ruled out the option
of ECMO. They could treat her infection, but knew she wouldn’t
live through it without a new heart. The infection also made her not
eligible for a transplant and was taken of the list. One of the
hardest things was that Elaine was on so many meds and liquid food
that her volume intake was so much greater than what she put out.
Her kidneys weren’t working. She was only allowed 2 Tablespoons of
water every 2 hours. Her mouth was so dry and chapped lips that were
cracked and bleeding. Ice water was her all time favorite drink, and
we couldn’t just let her have what she wanted so she could be a
little happy.
Unfortunately
Elaine did not receive a new heart. There weren’t any other
options for her at the time. The Pediatric LVAD (Left ventricular
assist devise) had not been approved/developed for infants and
children. She may have been able to hold out had she had other
options. Elaine had many problems while in the hospital. We watched
her be intubated one last time, injected with all kinds of drugs to
keep her heart beating. After five weeks in the ICU, there was
nothing more to be done. She passed on April 19th, 2004, one day
before her third birthday, in the loving arms of her Father, holding
her mother’s hand. She was not conscience when she passed. We
like to think that she merely woke up in a different place that
night.
It
is still unknown as to why she went into heart failure and why it was
so rapid. We miss our darling daughter very much, but are comforted
by the knowledge that we will see her again. She will be in our
thoughts everyday until that day. She was so brave and strived to be
pleasant while she felt so terrible. We are thankful for everyday we
had her in our lives, and for the great lessons she taught us. Death
is not the end, but merely a step towards everlasting happiness.
A
heart child comes with stress, problems, meds and all kind of things
you never knew existed, but along with all that is the love and
tenderness that is so abundant with that child. We are thankful and
blessed to have had Elaine in our lives, even for such a short time.
We love to talk and laugh about her, and remember her smiling face.
It
has been almost 10 years since Elaine’s death. Sometimes it feels
like yesterday, but most of the time it feels as though it has been
an eternity already. Her sister Violet is heart healthy, and she now
has a little brother, Ashton, who is also heart healthy and another
sister Myra who is heart healthy, and a second heart healthy brother,
Vaughn. Our greatest concern is that more isn’t being done to
raise awareness about CHD’s. It is a real thing that people
struggle and live with everyday. We want people to know what to look
for, have babies adequately tested when they are born, and have
medicine advance so the heart kids are given more of a fighting
chance. Please know that we promote awareness for others, for the
increase in knowledge and the benefit of human life.
Darin & Melissa Andrew
(Written in 2007 in an effort to help
raise CHD awareness)
Revised 2009, 2011, 2014
In reading this story about Angel Elaine, I came to realize, once again, how each of us has a mission in this life. I believe that for Elaine and her family, it is to raise awareness about Congenital Heart Defects.
My name is Jenny McKinney. No other words are needed this day except- how blessed heaven is to have this Angel Girl.
Saturday, February 8, 2014
Baylee... a Heart Hero Warrior
Meet Baylee.
Baylee Ann Neil was born on 05/06/00. She was a small 4lbs. She was healthy for the most part and we took her home at 5 days old on an apnea monitor. On 06/27/00 the heart rate alarm went off on the apnea monitor. I took her to our local hospital they thought there was a problem with the monitor. They listened to her heart and said she was fine. As we were in the ER waiting to be sent home, a doctor walked by the room we were in. He walked in, not saying a word to us. He just got his stethoscope and started listening to her. The next thing I know her room was full of doctors and nurses, pumping her full of medication and begin cardio converting her. At this point I still knew nothing except my 4lb baby girl was lifeless and there was nothing I could do. She was stabilized and airlifted to Primary Children's Hospital. Later that day we were told she was diagnosed with Wolff-Parkinson-White Syndrome. She was started on meds to help keep her heart rate stable. We spent many weeks in the hospital at this time. We finally found a combination of medication and she was stable, so I took her home and tried to find a new normal in our life, making sure she had her meds at the right time.
This was a very hard time for me for I had a lot of unanswered questions. She had several events of SVT that she needed intervention to bring her out of it. Sometimes it was medication and sometimes cardio conversion. We were in and out of the hospital for 4 years trying to find something that would work for her. Nothing was doing what we needed. She had coded 3 times! So when Baylee was four years old, the decision was made to go ahead and do the ablation. They wanted to wait until she was much older but because nothing was working, it was time.
The day came and she went into surgery. The surgery was long. The first several hours are just mapping the heart out. We were updated every hour or so and things were going well. At about six hours into surgery, we got the news that when they put her in SVT (Superventricular tachycardia) her heart rate went much higher then they expected! This changed her diagnosis too dangerous Wolff-Parkinson-White syndrome. They were able to ablate one extra pathway but found several more. They were unable to do anything more at this time because they could not bring her out of SVT and she was going to lose her life if they could not stabilize her ASAP. After several hours she was stable and we could see her. (That was one of the scariest things in my life!) A few days later she started experiencing seizure activity and was diagnosed with epilepsy.
She is now 13 and has had many ups and downs along the way. At this point she is doing well. She is in 7th grade and loves softball, drawing, singing, and she is passionate about making people aware of CHD. She live a fairly normal life and I am so blessed to have her in my life. I would not wish CHD on anyone but I would not change who it has made us become. We are better people for this journey we live every day.
Baylee is the oldest of 3 she has a younger sister
that is 12 and. Brother 10. This has been a life changing experience for all of us. We can't change what God has dealt us so we choose to embrace it. I have seen things no mother should ever see, but it makes me a better person. I have raised Baylee to not be the heart kids at school just because she has a problem it does not define her. She is the most caring, loving daughter I could ever ask for she has a smile that lights up a room when she walks in. Baylee loves to hear other stories and become heart sister with them or brothers. There are several heart kids that Baylee sends cards letters pictures to all the time. I am so glad she has turned this life into something amazing she does not let anything hold her back.
(This story was written by Kelly Kinross, the Heart Hero mother of Baylee.)
My name is Jenny McKinney. I am grateful for Heart Warriors like Baylee. Let's all go have some chocolate!
Friday, February 7, 2014
Sherri... my Heart Hero Sister
Who do you know with a CHD (Congenital Heart Defect)? As I have been getting to know families in the heart community, it amazes me how these children are able to keep going with the surgeries, pain, and procedures day after day, year after year. Just as much, the CHD parents awe me with their never-ending fight to do everything in their power to make these children well, to give them the best life they possibly can for as long as they have them. 1 in 100 children will be born with a heart defect. Most of them will go on to having at least one surgery in their lifetime.
Meet my sister, Sherri. My sister is a CHD survivor. Sometimes we hear the word "miracle" and shrug it off. Well, my sister is a miracle. In 1974, Sherri was born with a heart murmur and a hole in her heart (VSD). Medical technology was not as advanced as it is now, so the depths of severity was not known. What the doctors in Kansas City, Missouri did know was that she needed surgery to save her life. Because of the circumstances surrounding our mother's marriage, our mom had to take her two children (ages 2 1/2 and newborn) and flee, so surgery was not an option right then. They trio boarded a plane with our aunt (Mom's sister) and went home to Mom's parents in Arizona. There, the follow up would take place.
The miracle came when our beloved Grandpa Berry laid his worthy hands upon her head. He administered a Priesthood Blessing- the same kind of healing blessing Christ gave when He was on the earth. It was through this blessing that her heart was healed. Our Grandma Berry used to say Sherri's heart sounded like a washing machine but that would not last forever. Sherri was taken to Phoenix Children's Hospital where she spent the next few years undergoing tests and follow-up care. Even this morning as we talked on the phone, she recalls sitting in the hospital room, being hooked up to wires. She remembers the blinds being in an open position so she could see outside of the hospital. She was worried someone would walk by and see her that way, and it made her a bit nervous that she was not covered up.
Sherri never did have to have heart surgery. After the blessing the hole closed and as far as she knows, the murmur went away. Although she has faced other health challenges in her life, her heart is whole again. She is a walking miracle, granted by God.
I am grateful my sister is here. I am so grateful that we both had our miracles and both of our hearts work well now. I am in awe of the miracles of God that have been granted to our family. CHD is real. Please take time and make yourself aware.
My name is Jenny McKinney. I am the sister of a Heart Warrior. This morning I really do not care for chocolate.
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