Wyatt James Koger, A Fighter from Birth: The festivites are starting....

Thursday, October 8, 2009

The festivites are starting....

Menu: Fried Green Tomatoes (from the farmer's market), Black Eyed peas cooking with ham bones in the crock pot and pesto chicken = Southern (Benji's side) + Italian (my side).

(sorry for the bad pictures and I have no clue why my blog is turning them sideways!!)
The count down is on!! Wyatt turns two tomorrow and all the important people are rolling in... Benji's grandmother is here from Texas visiting. It's the first time she met both kids. His sister is driving from Kentucky tomorrow. Here is a "pre-birthday dinner" with Benji's grandmother (Gram), his parents and my mom and sister.

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Hurdles that I faced and achieved!

After birth, I was placed on ECMO at Johns Hopkins Hospital for 13 days. On day 13, I had a surgery to repair my hernia and was removed from ECMO, but my organs would not fit in my abdomen. I had a silo for a week and then surgery to place the organs back in the abdomen. Then, part of my intestines re-herniated into my chest cavity two months later and I had another surgery to repair that. After my first surgery, I experienced an intraventricular hemorrhage in my brain and at four months old I received a VP shunt. After I was extubated, I learned that I have right vocal cord paralysis. Then I had g-tube surgery and after I finally got to go home after 5 longs months at Johns Hopkins and Mt. Washington Hospital! Only for a few weeks, though. In mid-April my intestines reherniated again and sent me into surgery. I came home, and had a long run before my THIRD reherniation in the beginning of September on Labor Day weekend in 2008. Then I was hospitalized for twice during the winter 2009 for two respiratory infections. Well, I almost lasted a year until my next surgery! Just this past June, in 2009, I had surgery to wrap my stomach around the esophagus, a nissen. This has helped with my reflux and my hiatal hernia. I will be 2 in October, I love scooting around but refuse to stand up and walk. I am a little miracle and thank God, my doctors, my nurses, family, and friends for my strength, my fight and a happy life.