Full Circle

I don't remember having many full circle moments in my life. Maybe I've had them and can't recall them at the moment. Yesterday was one I'll remember. I had a routine research visit for a study I'm participating in for a new CF medication. I can't say the name for privacy reasons, but it's been great and another step in the right direction toward finding a cure. The boys were off school for a teacher development day and Monica happened to be off work. I took the day off and we planned to go to the Arch. All 3 of the boys should have gotten to go in elementary school, but this thing called COVID was happening for a couple years and they didn't get to go. They've been asking to go for awhile now and we decided yesterday would be the day. 

I had to be at the hospital at 8:00am and it didn't make sense to make the drive home and back again after the appointment so we all went together. Monica and the boys got to meet a couple of the ladies who run the visits for the study and they were very excited to get to meet Monica and the boys, who I talk about A LOT. I guess they're pretty special to me and I love talking about them. 😉 Likewise, Monica hears about the nurses and their lives too since I spend so much time with them. These studies can go on for 1-2 years, with frequent appointments lasting hours, so you get pretty close to the nurses running the visits, especially since it's the same 1 or 2 every time. It was great to get to introduce the nurses to my family, even though they've seen many pictures over the years. 

While I was doing the visit which consists of blood draws, urine samples, PFT's, EKG, sweat tests and the lovely questionnaires, Monica and the boys were out exploring the BJH campus. They went to Bread Co and got some sweet treats, then walked to the playground in Hudlin Park, right out in front of Barnes-Jewish Hospital. I've had countless admissions over the years since the boys were born. Mainly the twins. I've only had 1 admission since Trevor was born. He missed out on all the fun. 😁 We have many pictures/memories of the twins throwing pennies in the old fountain in the main lobby, playing on the playground at Hudlin Park, playing in the hospital rooms and walking the halls with me. It was a stroll down memory lane for Monica as she watched our now 11 year old twins and 9 year Trevor playing on a playground they used to play on a couple times a year when I was admitted. It was a revelation moment for her that she later shared with me of how we've come full circle. Maybe I've got the meaning of that phrase all wrong, but I'm going to use it anyway. 

Growing up I wasn't expected to live long enough to graduate elementary school, junior high or high school. I'd never have a career or a family. CF was a death sentence for any born with it. After all those were debunked, and I began to get older, my health did start to decline and it was looking like I wouldn't get to see the boys graduate high school. That was my goal though and I fought hard to try to make sure that happened. 2+ hours of treatments every day, exercise and being extremely disciplined and regimented with treatments, medications and therapies. Yet still, CF would rear its ugly head from time to time and I'd be in the hospital for a week, then home on IV antibiotics for another week or two. Monica would come visit and bring the boys, which I knew was a chore. Packing up twin babies/toddlers and driving to Barnes, dealing with the horrendous parking and lugging them through the hospital to my room was quite an ordeal. My wife is amazing if you didn't already know. 😉 Hospital admissions, treatments, therapies..... it was all normal to the twins. They hadn't known anything different. They'd sat on my lap while I did my vest and breathing treatments, and listened to my incessant coughing since they were infants. 

As we pulled up to the hospital, the twins remembered it and were telling Trevor that when daddy "had" CF he used to have to stay there and they would come visit. Jace was telling Trevor this and chose the word had. It struck me. Mind you I still have CF. It's genetic and there's no cure.... yet. But the fact that he chose to use the word "had" illuminated his perspective. He hasn't seen me do my vest or a breathing treatment in years. He hasn't visited me in the hospital since 2017. From his perspective that is all a thing of the past. It's beyond remarkable and seems unreal. To think I'd be 40, with stable lung function, able to stop all therapies and breathing treatments and live a normal life, was unfathomable. Never in a million years did I think I'd be here today writing this post. I hoped it would happen for the younger CFers, but thought the hope for my generation of CFers was gone and it was going to be a fight til the bitter end. And yet, here I am. Vest and breathing machines packed away for years, leading a life I never thought possible. 

Monica pulled up a post from many, many years ago on this blog where I showed a picture of the boys around a year old, standing in front of the hospital room window looking at the park, then another when they were around 2, standing in front of a hospital room window looking out again. Here we were at the same hospital, listening to the twins reminisce about days of old to their little brother, about a thing of the past called Cystic Fibrosis. From hoping to live long enough to see them graduate high school, to living expectantly as I watch them grow into men, knowing CF won't be in the way anymore. We've come full circle. 

God's goodness abounds and it always has. In hopeless hospital rooms, after surgeries, admissions, poor prognosis's... He's always been good. If you want to hear about His goodness, let me know. I've got plenty to talk about. 😁

Exciting Year So Far!

2016 has been a great year for the Parks family so far!

We finally sold our home and can start with the building process. We're currently working on getting blueprints designed. It's exciting getting to pick the layout of the house we want. There is definitely lots to think about. Which way do you want the door to open? Right handed or left handed? Where do you want windows, light switches, light fixtures, cabinets, stove, oven, sink??? All kinds of decisions to be made! It's a lot but it will absolutely be worth it and we're very excited! We'll keep you posted on the house as it progresses.

We both have had advancements in our careers this year. I don't talk a lot about our careers on here, because they are such a small part of our lives (in our opinions). Work is simply something you do so you can enjoy life with family! We have been blessed in our careers this year.

My health has been good. PFT's staying pretty steady despite the winter. I wasn't admitted through the winter and managed to make it through with only a couple minor bouts with colds. That's a huge plus! Thank you Lord!

I was asked to write an article for the AARC Times again. If you recall in one of my previous posts from a coupe years back, I was asked to write an article for the AARC Times (American Association of Respiratory Care) about my life with CF. It's a nationally published magazine. The link to that post is here. This time they asked me to write about the 2013 CFF Infection Prevention and Control Guidelines. I submitted the article last week. It's in the review process. I'll keep you posted and post pics of the article in the magazine when I get it. It's always exciting to be asked to write an article for a magazine of this caliber and I am honored!

The boys are all doing great!! Trevor has been crawling since about 6 months old. He is so desperate to catch up to his brothers and be able to run and play with them. The twins will be 3 in 5 days! So hard to believe they are this old already! It's been a very exciting year thus far and we can't wait to see what God has in store for the remainder of it!

Here's a few pics of the family for you to enjoy!

I finally made it back to Chicago for a respiratory conference and was able to go to Jake Melnics and get their Street Fries. They are AMAZING!! If you're ever in Chicago I highly recommend going there.

Ignore the booger nose and this is one handsome boy! The prettiest blue eyes I've ever seen!

My red-headed mini-me. We're still amazed that we had a red head! Love him!

Lately Jace wants to ride in daddy's car all the time.

Our awesome Easter picture! Keeping it real!

Yet Another Surgery

As you may have guessed from the title, I had yet another surgery. This past October, I had another hernia repair. To recap what led up to this surgery, here's a quick time line of events. Surgery as a baby led to scar tissue causing a bowel obstruction in 2005 requiring surgery. That surgery created more scar tissue that led to another bowel obstruction in March 2014 requiring surgery. That surgery caused a hernia that was repaired in August 2014. That hernia repair failed leading to this hernia repair in October 2015. 

Needless to say, I'm done having surgery for a loooong time. This time they used a plastic mesh to do the repair. I asked them to do that last time, but the surgeon was insistent on not using plastic and I know him and trust him. I work with him on a regular basis. After it failed he admitted that he severely underestimated how much and hard I cough with having CF. A point I tried to iterate before the hernia repair in August 2014. I need a strong incision not just because of all the intense coughing I do on a daily basis, but because I need to be able to exercise without the risk of causing another hernia. There's always a risk, but the risk is significantly smaller with plastic mesh. So I had surgery. 

This time the recovery went A WHOLE lot smoother. The incision was the same, only slightly smaller than before by an inch or so, from just below my sternum to right above my pubic bone. The amount of intervention required was the same with the addition of plastic mesh and a few more sutures. The one variable that changed: I got an epidural. Epidurals scare me. Monica has gotten two and was fine. I've taken care of hundreds of patients with epidurals all who were fine. BUT, I've seen what happens when they go bad first hand and it's not pretty. It's scary. I did not get one with the first three surgeries. This time I had a great anesthesiologist who convinced me to do it. One big kicker was that he gave me versed (a sedative with an amnesia effect) before doing the epidural. I don't remember a thing, lol. I think it truly made a HUGE difference in my recovery. 

With the prior surgeries I was up walking the day of or after surgery but with lots of pain. Lots. Doubled over and walking very stiff, and unable to take deep breaths which hugely affected my ability to cough up mucus and oxygen requirements. In fact in August 2014 I almost got sent home on oxygen but weasled my way out of it. Perks of being an RT. :) In fact I had probably the scariest moment of my life after my August surgery. Directly related to my inability to take deep breaths and needing to be on oxygen. That's for a different time though. This most recent surgery though I was up walking the day of surgery with virtually no pain. I could cough like I normally do and get mucus up. It hurt but nowhere near like it did the other times. My hospital stay was therefore shortened and my total recovery time was shortened by a couple weeks. It took about 8-10 weeks to really feel back to myself. This time I felt great after 6. The only thing I can pinpoint it to is that epidural. I'm a believer now! :)

On a side note, I discovered that I'm very allergic to mastisol. A liquid adhesive used to adhere steri-strips. I broke out in a horrible poison ivy looking rash with huge weeping blisters. It spread all across my abdomen, back and down my groin. Super fun! I was out of it for about a week. I was taking the maximum amount of Benadryl allowed in a 24 hour period combined with pain pills and a couple tubes of various anti-itch medicine. That was the worst part of the whole recovery. So the moral of the story is: get the epidural. In all reality the odds are pretty rare that anything should go bad. I was just being a worry wart. And a little macho too I guess. Which I may add the anesthesiologist called me on, lol. 

On a final side note, I no longer have a belly button. After 4 surgeries they said it was time for it to go. It created a weak point in the incision. The boys were very confused by it. Maybe I'll have to get a tattoo of a button in its place! Haha!

Update on Baby Trevor

Trevor is now 4 months old!! Hard to believe it has gone by so quickly. He's such a strong little booger. He's consistently in the 50th percentile for height and between 75-90th percentile for height. The doctor carries on about how strong and advanced he his every time he sees Trevor. He's a big boy! He's in 6 month clothes and will be out of them soon. 

He is without a doubt the smiliest baby I've ever seen!! He smiles non-stop! At everyone too. If you talk to him or look at him he'll smile. He smiles at his brothers and mommy and daddy all the time even we we aren't looking at him. His laugh is adorable and contagious as most baby laughs are. So far it looks as though he may actually be a redhead. In my previous post about him I mentioned it looked like it may be changing. Not anymore. It has stayed very red. His baby hair is falling out and new hair is growing in. As of yet it's too short and fine to tell what color it is. He's such a good baby! We had a few problems getting him to take a bottle when Monica went back to work. He wanted mommy and nothing else, lol. Can't blame him. 😊 He finally started taking a MAM bottle after trying several. We figured out he likes the milk very, very warm. Almost hot. If it's room temp, or even warm he won't touch it. It's gotta be over 100 degrees. We checked it with an infrared thermometer, lol. He's an awesome baby though! So content and happy, happy, happy!

I guess that's all for now. If I think of more to add I'll post another update. Here's some pics!

Wedding Weekend Recap

This weekend one of Monica's cousins got married! It was an outdoor wedding. It rained most of the day. The wedding was pushed back some in hopes it would clear up and it did. Right after the ceremony. :) As soon as the vows finished the rain let up and the sun came out! It turned out to be a beautiful evening! It was a great wedding! The boys had a blast! They loved dancing (well, Jeriah did) and playing in the rain! 

Here's a quick photo recap of the weekend! 

He loved the rain!

Jace "dancing" with his cousin with one hand in his pocket. 

Crazy hair after the rain!

Jeriah was all over the place and much harder to get pictures of. 

Monica's immediate family. Us with Jace and baby Trevor, her youngest sister, her parents and Jeriah, her younger sister and her husband and two adorable little girls, and her older brother and his wife (both doctors). The family gets bigger all the time!! If you didn't think that was big enough, here's a picture of Monica's dads side of the family. Her grandmother, with her uncles and their wives, children and grandchildren. There are 7 kids under the age of 3, counting our 3. It's always fun down there! Never a dull (or quiet) moment!