Update: 11/15/2015 - #AG4Brodie

11/15/2015

With so much bad going on right now - I wanted to share the good. You all have been with me through this journey - when you think you can't make a difference - just think - YOU CAN! #‎brodiesgoodvibetribe #‎sliverofliver#‎tiguetough #‎ag4brodie

 

Hi American Greetings -

We have been recently been thrown a curveball in life - our 5 month old son had to receive a liver transplant. As his Mother, I was lucky enough to be his match and we both have under gone a successful transplant - we are almost 4 weeks post transplant and your employees did something that must be recognized for awesomeness! Here is a snapshot....

The other day after zooming from one place to another - in and out of the house - running from appointment to appointment - I finally came in and settled. I noticed a box sitting by the door and as I opened it it looked like there were stacks of paper... Quickly I realized that it wasn't paper - it was cards! What in the world??? This is what I opened...

Traci, Russ, Harper & Brodie,
I have been following
Brodie's Good Vibe Tribe on FB and have been racking my brain on what I could do to show support. I came up with a pretty cool "movement" at work #‎AG4brodie I gathered as many cards as I could.

At American Greetings our mission is to create happiness, laughter and love and I hope I have been able to aide in that.

Your own Katie Wilson and 100+ of your employees banded together to spread joy and support to our family in true fashion of what you do best - with cards.

Your American Greetings team have given us over 100+ cards that have led to smiles as we giggle over silly puppy pictures, heart warming messages, funny photos - your team definitely succeeded in following your company's mission. We are so touched and inspired by them.

American Greetings know your employees are living out your mission and to see a company rally around a good cause, to be kind and know it is making a difference in someone's world is what we need more people and organizations to be. From the bottom of our hearts - thank you.

Keep giving smiles one card at a time. Keep making people feel special one card at a time. Keep making a difference one card at a time.

#ag4brodie #‎brodiesgoodvibetribe #‎sliverofliver #‎tiguetough

 

Update: 11/09/2016 - THREE WEEKS POST LIVER TRANSPLANT

Update: 11/09

What an emotional day today was – we are exactly three weeks POST LIVER TRANSPLANT - HOORAY!

We spent a long day down at Cleveland Clinic and it was emotionally hard for me and Brodie. Brodie knew exactly what was going on today ,at every stop, like never before.

We walked in to go see Big John (the best phlebotomist in town) and I laid Brodie on the table and he started wailing and crying big huge crocodile tears. What??? Usually that starts when the needle enters his arm – but it was like he knew exactly what was coming… Of course John was amazing as usual and we blazed through in less than a minute and were done with Brodie howling at the top of his baby lungs…

We ran into Val and baby Grace who were waiting to see John as well – Grace is doing great – she is 28 days (I think) post transplant and rocking it! We are so thrilled for them! She is so stinking cute – if you want to follow their journey you can here Grace's Journey

After the Brodie meltdown I needed a Starbucks break so we motored downstairs so I could soak in a Skinny Vanilla Latte for my shot nerves and on the way I ran into a High School Friend and then a College Friend both fellow BGVTers - great fun catch-up chats. That was a nice relief from the craziness that I had just endured.

Then in the Starbucks line I ran into some of my favorite SICU team members that cared for me. They of course did not recognize me (which I was blown away by - b/c I am SURE the train wreck I looked like straight out of transplant surgery resembled what I looked like today – HAHA! Wink Wink)… But it was so fun to see them and catch up and to let them know how Brodie and I were doing. They were just like I remembered them – kind, fun and caring.

That is one thing that I have thought going through all of this is how hard it must be to be in medical field – you shower patients with love, care, compassion in their toughest time and then POOF they are gone. The constant questions of what happened to them? How are they? Etc. would race through my mind and you would never have any closure… how hard!

With a red-cupped Skinny Vanilla Latte in hand we made our way down to get our first ultrasound for B-man. Ultrasounds are so important. They take us about 45 – 60 minutes and the Ultrasound Techs look at everything – every section of the liver and surrounding areas. They look at “flow” and how blood is moving through the veins, the connections, the portals – they look at everything surrounding the liver, they look at the measurements of the liver itself and many other things.

Imagine being a 5 month old with the gooey stuff smothered on your belly by an incision that is tender and a wand pressing into the area that you least want someone to touch you. OH YES – one more thing – the less movement the better. So as you can imagine. This went fabulously (NOT).

Again as soon as I laid Brodie down on the bed – he knew – exactly – what – was – coming. UGH. Big huge crocodile tears. The wailing began and my heart flipped. Our tech had so much patience as my Mom and I worked to calm him down. We eventually were able to complete the ultrasound as we worked our way through tears – hunger – sleeping – repeat.

After any ultrasound typically what happens is the Tech will take your imaging and run it by the Dr – usually the news is good when they come back and say you are all set! Today that did not happen – the Dr came in with the Tech there was something on the U/S that looked like fluid gathering next to a portal vein and they could not figure out what it was. We left the appointment with them reviewing past U/S to see if they could figure out what “it” was.

As we were leaving and walking to our next destination – lunch. I received a call to let me know we needed a little more blood pulled - for another test – so back to John we went. Annnd you can imagine how that went. Poor Brodie. Poor John. Poor Grandma. Poor Me. BUT we ALL made it through – short and dramatic 😳

So now we were back to lunch and had a couple hours to wait for our next appointment with our favorite GI – Dr. Radahkrishnan and for Brodie to get his staples out with Tichy. Hours ticked by and it was time for us to have the last appointment of the day.

As we were waiting in the room Brodie was happy as they come laughing, playing, smiling, the whole shebang – and literally as Dr. Krishnan, Nurse Tichy & Nurse Filisky filed in – the fuss bucket came right back out. Brodie was not worried about impressing the troops and skeptically sized everyone up and was not happy with what he anticipated coming.

The team was happy with what they saw – a healthy, on the upswing little guy. Numbers looked good – we dropped a med (woot woot) – his eating has increased and we started him on cereal. All good. The discovery on the ultrasound will be monitored and we will watch that through next week with another ultrasound to see how it progresses. This happens sometimes and could end up to be nothing that corrects itself or it could turn into something we have to wait and see.

Brodie had 21 staples holding his incision together – those were ALL removed – 3 weeks post transplant and our little man is almost all put back together again.

As the staples were removed and Brodie was again crying with big tears – I too hit my breaking point with big tears in my eyes. I was talking to Nurse Jim Filisky who assured me Brodie was not crying because he was in pain but because he was being held down and wasn’t being allowed to move. Nurse Tichy of course was amazing at removal – but dang it – too much crying in one day. And then – she was done.

And just like that my little guy didn’t have one staple in his belly and a beautiful rainbow scar that will quickly fade over the next couple months to a light scar line to remind us of where we have been

I am in constant amazement that this “normalcy” happens so quickly and he is so resilient. It is amazing to me and I am in constant awe of his little body and the radical recuperation it shows.

As we were pulling ourselves together in the Drs office out the window and across the courtyard - on the roof of another Cleveland Clinic building with a majestic sunset as the backdrop there was a helicopter landing.

My heart skipped a beat – could it be an organ coming in to save someone’s life? Could this be someone’s beginning? In three weeks from now could someone be getting their staples out because of someone’s gift of life?

I urge you all to consider gifting life. Save a life. Have you ever considered being a LIVE DONOR? Have you checked Organ Donor on your license? Too much to consider? When was the last time you donated blood?

You have the power to save a life. You have the choice to save a life. This is a gift anyone can give. It has no cost. You can leave a legacy of life by choosing to be an organ donor.

Lists of those in need of organ transplants are long. Lists of those who are donating are not long.

If our story has inspired you - think of how you might make a difference in someone else’s life and how you might change the footprint that you leave on this world.

All the tears we had today were so worth it. They are tears of living. They are tears of growing. They are tears of health

Brodie is winning. Brodie is defeating. Brodie is everything organ donation is about.

What a brave, brave little warrior.

“and she loved a boy very, very much – even more than she loved herself” me and the giving tree have this in common.

XO - TT

#‎Brodiesgoodvibetribe #‎sliverofliver #‎tiguetough

Update:11/06/2015 - Heroes

11/06/2015

Heroes are people who transform compassion into heroic action. In doing so, they put their best selves forward in service to humanity.

I think there are everyday people in our lives - we know that they are heroes for what they have done, what they currently do, what they are aspiring to be.

They walk amongst us every day. They are everywhere.

You have to stop and really pay attention to what is going on around you - because sometimes these heroes are so unnoticeable, so under the radar, so undetected that if you do not realize in real time how they are impacting you - you may never have the chance to tell them how amazing they are. Or help them understand why they are so important. Or just smile at them. Or just say - thank you.

Over the past two months we have been overwhelmed by the amount of people it has taken to get our warrior Brodie to be on his path to the good healthy life.

All of these people are our heroes and are part of our crazy journey and will always be part of Brodie's Good Vibe Tribe and for them and their talents we will be forever grateful.

If your face is in this album. You are part of the Tigue's heroes at our time at Cleveland Clinic.... #‎brodiesgoodvibetribe #‎sliverofliver #‎tiguetough

Update: 11/03/2015

BGVTers in the house!!!! Hi Hi Hi - It is me your fave sliver of liver giver signing on to say Hola!

It has been too long and for that I am sorry. I am telling you this liver giving thing + being a Mama + just trying to motor around and do my thing is exhausting. Literally I am having a hard time keeping my eyes open after the kids go to bed! Tonight is good I got like a 3.5 hour nap in today (which was highly needed) so let me bring you up to speed!

We have been officially out of the hospital for 4 days! Yes you read that right 4 days! It feels like it has been so much longer. Let me bring you up to speed.

Before we left the hospital we discovered that Brodie is starting to… teethe. Seriously. Like the boy is not going through enough but now he is turning into a drooly, wet, gummy, mouthy mess – HA! Poor guy – liver transplant in the driver seat – this thing called being a baby and growing in the passenger seat. Sooooo besides that…..

Brodie is doing FAB.U.LOUS. yes yes yes… This boy is amazing.

I am not going to lie – on Saturday we basically had a panic attack. Brodie was irritable, crying, not eating (which was most concerning), uncomfortable and just 100% not himself. We reached out to his Nurse Tichy (who has been his and our life line through this) and decided we would give it another couple of hours before we pushed the panic button. And just like that all at once Brodie decided to eat on point. He turned the corner and allowed us to enjoy trick or treat with Harper as Grammy snoodled him indoors.

Sunday he was like a new little man – eating on schedule, happy and only normal semi-irritability - just like a little baby should be. So we snuggled him extra and made sure he was extra comfy.

So all through this what I have not told you yet is the rigorous medicine schedule we are on. We need to treat two things – Rejection and Infection. We are on a total of eight medications. This would not be so bad if there wasn’t a bit of trickiness to this all – there are some meds that are every day, three days a week and when needed. Some of those meds are given once, twice or four times a day. And one of our meds is time sensitive it has to be given at the same time every day – Always. No exceptions. Period.

Transplant rejection occurs when transplanted tissue is rejected by the recipient's immune system, which destroys the transplanted tissue. In order to prevent this from happening, we use medication that is very strictly facilitated at strict hours – it has to be given 12 hours apart each day. This is to regulate the immune system so it does not start “attacking” the new liver. Talk about time management pressure!!!

You can ask my family – especially my brother Pat (because this has always driven him nuts about me). Especially on Sunday morning when the car was loaded up with my two brothers, sister, Mother and Father all ready to go to church and I kept them waiting and waiting while I finalized “my church look”. I have never ever been good with punctuality in my personal life. It is not that I don’t have the intention to be on time – I do! But the minute my personal clock is going, my time management skills fly out the door and I am left wondering what happened to the “hour” that I had... So you can imagine the stress I am feeling knowing that I am now under a strict clock… I think sometimes God has a hilarious sense of humor.

On Monday we had a big day at the hospital we had a special date with our favorite phlebotomist (John) and then had our first round of “Clinics” – this is actually something awesome the Cleveland Clinic does – they bring everyone to us in one big appointment instead of us scheduling 8 – 10 different appointments with the rest of our team - all that are helping Brodie.

We have to meet with John first thing in the morning before we give Brodie his medication to see where his levels are – specifically with Prograf. If they are low, it will tell us to increase the dosage or vice versa. We are still trying to figure out what his “baseline dosage” is. There has been so much change with him over the past week that the exact dose has not been pinpointed (i.e. his intake in feedings has increased, all of the medications have fluctuated – all contributors to differences and making it more difficult to figure out his right levels and what the exact “concoction” is).

Later on Monday, we met with the team in our first Clinic (consisting of GI – Dr. Radahkrishnan and team/ Pharmacist / Dietician / Psychology / Surgeon – Dr. Hashimoto / Transplant Nurse Pre (Tichy) & Post (Filisky)/ and others) they all were pleased with how Brodie was doing – he was a little fussy at first but turned on his charm of smiles and coos – I think it is his way of saying “You all are amazing – thanks for saving my life.”

We need to continue to watch his weight and make sure he adjusting to medications and that levels stay where they need to be to keep him “healthy” and out of rejection mode – the goal is over the next 90 days to wean him off of 5 – 6 medications so ultimately he will only be on 1 – 2 after that.

Are you exhausted keeping up with all of this yet? This little man only has appx 500 professionals making sure his health is up to snuff. When I was working I used to rely on the saying “It take a village to raise a child” now I am convinced we are out of village mode and into a small country mode with everyone making sure our little guy comes out of this a champ.

Tonight, we were putting Harper to bed and Russ got Brodie up from a nap and we were all in Harper’s room and a Goofy hat was plopped on Brodie’s head and we were all giggling and being silly - a typical family of four and I couldn’t help think to myself how happy I am to be where I am right now.

Life is confusing. It is sooooo not clearly defined – I am not sure what next week will bring or even tomorrow – but somehow that is okay. We will figure it out. Down the road this will be a blip on the radar. We need to keep laughing. We need keep loving. We need to take advice from one of our favorite fish in Finding Nemo – Dory and “JUST KEEP SWIMMING” there is no other option. Just keep swimming. All of us need to do this – whether we just have a bad day, are going through a life test – whatever it may be – the sun always rises and we need to do what Dory says – “Just. Keep. Swimming.”

We got this and so do you. Keep your scuba gear on and flippers too – and do it - just keep swimming.

Hugs and Love to you ALL!

XO - TT

#‎brodiesgoodvibetribe #‎sliverofliver #‎tiguetough

Traci is Home

Update: 10/27

Hi Tribe!

Just a waterfall of things happening in our neck of the woods!

As I shared with you all I was officially discharged on Monday and I left my sweet little guy and my big guy at Cleveland Clinic Main Campus in Brodie’s new room on a Pediatrics Floor.

My chauffeur Leann carefully taxied me home and I arrived home to a sweet welcoming home party and my most favorite three year old sitting waiting for me not quite sure how to react with her Mama finally coming home - but there were balloons, streamers posters, flowers and most importantly a CLEAN HOUSE! I was so excited to be home with Harper and all at once it hit me like a wall - I was exhausted. I snoodled with my girl, tried to eat the little bit of food my tummy can tolerate and hit my bed like a ton of bricks.

This whole past week I have been running on adrenaline fueled by fear, excitement, happiness, sadness, confusion, angst, hope - just everything. So this concoction paired with - the drs visits, lab draws, medicine check-ins, pumping sessions, visitors, and my ability to zoom (and by zoom I mean wheels up in my fine silver stealth wheelchair) from one building to another building to see my little guy - limited my sleep and rest.

I still have not recovered from exhaustion and sleep. I still am way behind and overwhelmed with the thought of trying to catch up. So I am just taking it as slow as I can - which I don’t really cooperate with myself on this - I find myself walking fast instead of slow, I find myself reaching for things i shouldn’t, I find myself wanting to eat the whole English Muffin instead of half, etc. So the pain part of recovery physically has been better than I anticipated. My incision looks amazing - Dr. Quintini did an such a great job - it is healing so nice and has been just a little painful. (Medications of course totally help!!) I gave myself a laughing injury the other day - I was cracking up and pulled a muscle under my rib on the right side. This is more painful than my actual incision. Note to self: When people are being hilarious leave the room.

If you do not hear from me or I haven’t connected with you please understand I am in between being with Harper, scheduling the next day, talking to nurses or drs., at the hospital with Brodie or maybe sleeping… I am not ignoring you I swear!!! I just need to spend a little time on me.

So enough about me let’s talk about the little Warrior - we got great news today - HE IS BEING DISCHARGED ON FRIDAY!!!!!!!!

His levels are doing great and decreasing where they need to decrease - we (me and Russ) are paying special attention to the five things that they have explained to us are the “most” important - big picture wise. All liver functions - ALT, AST, INR, Bilirubin levels & and then there is the immunosuppressant that he is on - Prograf and we are watching that level.

Most of the levels you cannot physically see but there is one that you CAN see the change and that is Bilirubin. Bilirubin is what made Brodie appear “tan” or “golden” before - Bilirubin is a yellow pigment that is in everyone’s blood and stool. If you ever notice someone most likely a baby or someone who’s liver is not functioning correctly you may notice a yellowing of their skin or in the whites of their eyes - we refer to it as “jaundice” and this is caused by high levels of bilirubin - which is made up of old red blood cells broken down and not processed the right way.

Check out the picture I posted with this one was taken one day before the transplant and the other was taken 8 days after. His Billirubin level before the surgery was 17.2 and today it was .8 - you can see this through his skin color. It is really amazing.

Our good vibes are working and our little man is just rapidly loving his new liver, taking everything in stride and showing that just because he is pint size does not mean he can be pushed around - “And though but he be but little he is fierce” yes, yes he is Shakespeare. We are winning, he is winning and he is winning in the game of life and the game of health. Game on.

I want to tell you all so much more but I must sign off to catch up on my sleep.

Thanks for your love and support and make sure you take time for yourself today - no matter your size be fierce and show your spirit.

XO - TT

*Disclaimer: I am still medicated so please excuse any gibberish

#brodiesgoodvibetribe #sliverofliver #tiguetough