Taken August 2007. I miss this. This girl is still in my daughter but the disease is taking over. I took Rachel to see a primary care doctor here in Denver and she is willing to treat Rachel both as a person and a person with a neurological disorder. This is a big weight off of my shoulders. As she is still having breakthrough bleeding despite the pill and extra estrogen I decided to try her on the depo shot and so far so good. She weighed 186 at the doctor and I am still getting her in and out of the bath with minimal help from her. As long as I can physically care for her I am keeping her endlessly chatty, yelling, hungry, sometimes irritable self at home (which is still an airstream – so cool).
I hate what this disease is doing. I absolutely hate it. Taking her abilities and making it hard to do things as a single-parent family. I won’t give up but unfortunately, Batten Disease doesn’t give up, either. My arms hurt from my muscles ripping to grow larger as her muscles give out more and more each week. Being built like a brick shit house has its advantages that I never dreamed of.
Rachel was supposed to come to the gun range with me back in Boston several months ago, but the day I had planned to take her she had a seizure. Yesterday we went up to Spring Creek which is just outside of Idaho Springs in Colorado. With the help of multiple, legal gun owners, Rachel was given the opportunity to handle an unloaded rifle and with assistance she was able to shoot it. She loved it! She held it, I balanced it and aimed while she pulled the trigger. Very cool day. There are more pictures of this day on my personal blog www.katwasabi.com
The weeks after the road race have been super busy for Rachel, me and her siblings. Rachel finished up her home schooling with several weeks of seeing Anneliese the awesome TVI (Teacher of the Visually Impaired) at our home and baking. Once school was out I loaded up the kids, pets and the Airstream and we drove out to Colorado. Rachel had a hard time over the 4 day journey as it was very disorienting for her but once we arrived she has been doing much better. I sent her IEP (education plan) to the school district here and they started her in summer school the Monday after we got here. She likes going to school as much as she ever has (says she hates it but has a good time when she is there). A huge difference for me was putting her on a big yellow school bus when I am used to putting her on a 13 passenger van.
I have been making her walk everywhere but I let her use the wheelchair to go to school with for her safety. Yesterday she went 4 wheeling which tired her out from having to keep her core balanced. She also went pee in the woods! This morning she slept in until nearly 10am so I know she had a work out. She is definitely losing her ability to walk but I am trying to fight it as much as possible. Soon I will let her sit (she wants to just about always) but for now, while I think its in her best interest she is stuck with me and walking.
Here are a few recent pictures:
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Thank you so much to Clean Harbors for donating $1000 to Team Rachel! They have been so generous to our efforts to raise money for Batten Disease Research and we are so grateful. Thank you!!!! <3Read More
Thank you to Gary Wyrosdic of Wyrosdic Builder Design & Construction for sponsoring Team Rachel Race for A Cure!!! They are returning sponsors of our race and we are so grateful!
Wyrosdic is located in Lynfield, MA and graciously put in ramps to both our front and back door at Rachel’s home.Read More
Thank you to John and Good Geeks for sponsoring the T-Shirts for Team Rachel this year! People love the shirts and they last forever, we appreciate the donation and support of Rachel and Batten Disease Research!
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Thank you so much to Sue Ann and Mr Divito for sponsoring the road race for another year! We really appreciate your support!
My last post was about following my gut and taking Rachel out of her residential school, which I did. Tonight I will briefly write about the last few weeks and the immediate future.
Rachel has been in her wheelchair twice since leaving school. Once to walk to have pizza around the corner and once to come to the park on our street. While at the park Rachel was able to swing in the “disabled people” swing for several minutes and could not have been happier.
Since she has been home I have put our house on the market! As a result of selling the house I moved her bedroom back to the second floor and she is sharing a room with her 10 year old sister, Julie. Rachel’s lower body strength and endurance for walking has dramatically increased. She is happier due to a lack of repeated transitions and having a verbal translator (me) near her at all times.
The school is trying to force the issue and send Rachel to a “Collaborative” school. I have requested, for the time being, pull out services. If Rachel’s Dad accepts her “Collaborative” placement then I will be forced to send her (unless she has diarrhea all of those days of the week), or I have to get a Dr note every 60 days requiring school to bring school to home. Since the house is on the market and the kids and I are moving, I think I am going to go for the homeschool option.
Rachel is happy at home. I am doing just fine with her. This is such a stupid “fight” and one which I am completely unwilling to lose because advocating for Rachel is at the top of my priority list. I know what she wants, I know what she lives and I know what she is trying to say when the words fail her. I guess I am up at bat. I haven’t swung a bat (literally) since high school. Luckily this is a metaphor and I will do my job as her Mom.
In 50 years this won’t matter to anyone. But the next few years mean everything. For Rachel, for me and for her siblings. Standing up for what you know is right for Rachel is the right thing to do.
I shall stand tall and proud and wearing a gas mask because Rachel sure does love to fart. <3Read More
I’m watching Rachel stuff herself a few feet from me with some pancake donut holes that you can buy at Trader Joes. It’s a Tuesday morning at 8:40 and my triplets (my other three children who are unaffected by this disease (I call them the triplets) are all at school. A little over a month ago I sent Rachel off to a new residential school and we lasted a month. They offer some amazing activities there for kids who have a wide range of disabilities and I highly recommend the place.
But the place just wasn’t for us.
She’s home for now while we figure out the next step. If the decision were hers she would return to the Middle School she was attending but we have to consider another option as well before she (hopefully) gets to return to her old school. She is sitting in her recliner under an electric blanket and listening to Sesame Street on Sprouts. Happy as a clam. I followed my gut and I’m happy about my decision to bring her home.
My favorite part about her being home? She is walking up and down the stairs and sleeping in her old bunk bed in her old room with her little sister, Julie.Read More