I actually cannot believe that Harry is already seven months. I know I always start these type of posts saying 'where did the time go', however, this time I feel like the last three months have gone by quickly in one sense, but in another, they have taken a long time.
We have had a rough few months, most nights being up at least 5 times, sometimes a couple of times each hour. Nothing made it better, extra bottles, starting solids early. He got another bout of Bronchilitis and that made it worse.
We was so ill, his chest was so wheezy, his cough like a smoker in the morning. Two lots of antibiotics that did nothing.At our wits end, my mum spoke to my faithful GP in Sydney - he suggested the Paedatrician that Harry had been to when he was 5 weeks old.
I didn't think that we would get any answers, but took the appointment anyway. What an appointment that was! The Paed did not think that Harry had bronchilitis - it was REFLUX!!!! I tried to tell doctors that I thought Harry had reflux when he was 5 weeks old, but I was always dismissed.
The wheezy chest, the smokers cough, all from the reflux! What we have been told is that Harry will aspirate the vomit into his lungs, and that will give him basically a lung infection and he will sound wheezy and give him the horrible cough. That night we started him on Mylanta (funnily enough I started giving it to him at 5 weeks, but was told not to as he did not have reflux - so I had a bottle in the drawer) and from then on, we have been back to normal sleep patterns - we are still waking up once a night for a bottle, but we are getting there.
On the food front, it started off OK. We only got to rice cereal and banana. If you gave him anything else, he looked like he was being poisoned. When Harry got sick he refused all food and would vomit up anything you gave him. Under the Paeds instructions we started him again this time with vanilla yoghurt, and slowly we have now moved to a few other basic foods.
On the hearing front - I am a bit overwhelmed here with what has gone on. I think I really need to step away from it all for a bit and dig my head in the sand. I feel like it is snowballing on me.
When we first found out that Harry had hearing loss in one ear, we were told that it was not a big deal and he would have to sit in the front of the class at school and make sure any noisy kids were on his bad side - when we were to his first hearing appointment, I was told that he would have to have a hearing aid.
Harry has been seen by Hearing Australia, who could not tell me if the hearing aid would benefit him at this age, but at my follow up with the ENT, I have been told that they want
Harry to have one - so he is having moulds made on 9th December - OK I can deal with that.
Two days ago in the post I receive letter to say that Harry has been booked in for a MRI under a general anaesthetic - I rung the hospital to see who had requested the procedure only to be told that it was the ENT and it was to have a cochlear implant WTF!!!! - no one told me about this - no one asked my permission to book him in. So that is where we are at.... My head is spinning, too much going through it.
How did we get from hearing loss in one ear to a cochlear implant in what feels like a blink of an eye? I feel I have been blindsided by Doctors - not explained and really not given a choice on what to do for my son.
Anyway back to the cheery stuff - apart from the hearing issues - which I am sure will all be resolved with speaking to the ENT, and the sleeping, Harry is the best little boy you could want. He is so happy (except at 3am - or maybe that it me) always smiling and always chatting away to everyone that will listen.
We have a busy next couple of weeks and then it will be Christmas - looking forward to Harry's first Christmas - maybe I might even be able to get a Santa photo this year.