Showing posts with label Sam. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sam. Show all posts

Thursday, October 31, 2013

Halloween 2013


 Introducing Lars, a.k.a. Matt Foley, a.k.a. The Motivational Speaker, a.k.a. Chris Farley


 He's really getting into his role right here.

and Ninja boy!

 I've always made costumes in the past but this year we couldn't resist a Costco deal.  I'm converted.

Tuesday, August 13, 2013

how to give procysbi with a g-tube


Here is a quick movie we made to show how we give Sam Procysbi, the new form of cysteamine.
Sam takes four large pills (75mg) and one small pill (25mg)

Tuesday, July 16, 2013

every boy needs a tree house...

Sam and I frequently take "nature walks" so we can find rocks and sticks (for sword fights, of course).  Sam filled a bucket with sticks so I thought it would be fun to make something out of it... something that is not meant to wound another person.  Sam has been asking to build a tree house for weeks but we don't have a tree.  We built this instead.  This should hold him over for a few years.
And here is Lars.  Sigh.  He's such a good baby.  He is learning how to spit out his medications though.   Zut!


Sunday, January 27, 2013

good things are happening: a long post

 Sam has started potty training himself.  He reminds me to set the timer for 30 minutes.  When the timer goes off, he tells me he's running to the potty.  He does it all by himself.  The drawback is that he won't wear clothes.  Only underwear.  My good friend, Allie, gave him an undershirt that he likes to wear every single day.  An undershirt is better than no shirt at all so I'm going to track down some more goatmilk undies.  Thank you, Alpha.

Sam has been eating food since early December.  Tasting. Chewing. Swallowing.  Eating.  I'd guess he's getting around 200 calories via mouth each day.   Just thinking about it makes me cry (happy tears of course).  He has been very brave.  He'll try something new almost every day with his usual side of cheese, cheese crackers, and pine nuts.  There are 222 calories in 3 tablespoons of pine nuts. Those are some expensive calories.   He has chosen some good foods to like as far as calories go.  I hope he'll like milk one day.  

On the opposite side of the spectrum.... Lars is eating six jars of baby food in a day, plus he's still nursing.  There is not a food he won't eat.  I think cystagon prepared him for that ;)

Lars has been sitting up since early December.  Life is much easier now that he can entertain himself on the floor for awhile.  Despite all our efforts, he refuses to roll over.  Not even my cell phone will entice him to move two inches.  He's a cute little/big sloth.  If he gains one more pound he's legally too large for his car seat.  He's probably already too long for it.  I suppose we'll be buying a new one very soon. 

Sam fell and skinned his knee the other day.  After I put a band-aid on him he stopped crying but sadly told me that he wished Macey would kiss it better.  From five feet away Macey stood up, walked over to Sam, and started licking his knee.  Our dog speaks English. 





  




Monday, December 31, 2012

Saturday, December 29, 2012

Goodbye 2012

some stuff from 2012
  
- we had a baby.  his name is lars.
-sam started swallowing food, in small amounts.  he really likes shredded cheese.
- stephen is more than half way done with medical school.
- we got a dog named macey.
- i lost track of how many times we flew to stanford for rp103.


 i love their faces in this picture. bwah-ahaha.


lars is... sitting up, eating solid food and LOVING it, very chatty, drooling, and weighting over 17 lbs these days. 

Tuesday, December 11, 2012

The BFG.

The 4 month well check appt. with Dr. Ralston confirmed that Lars is HUGE for his age.  He is above the 95th percentile in length and 80th for weight.  He's our big friendly giant.  For months we have wondered if he would have eating habits similar to his brother.  Thankfully, Lars loves rice cereal and ***applesauce***.  We feel like first time parents again since we never had the "typical" baby eating experience with Sam.  We find watching children eat fascinating.  This is really fun.










Sunday, November 25, 2012

Lars's Diagnosis



The math was simple.  We knew if we tried for another child, we had a 25% chance that the baby would have cystinosis.  But there was a 75% chance the child wouldn’t have cystinosis!  We wanted our three-year-old, Sam, who has cystinosis, to have a brother or a sister.   Seeing how strong and happy Sam is, we rolled the dice.

Lars Andrew Jenkins was born on July 30, 2012, 6 days after Sam’s birthday and just a day shy of our fourth anniversary.  He was a hefty 8 pounds 1 oz and 20 inches long.  He was beautiful, with a nice round head and a slightly smooshed nose.  But that blond hair – that was a little concerning.  Sam had that same head of blond hair. 

We were ready though.  We coughed up the 350 bucks to do the genetic test for the 57kb mutation, the most common cystinosis mutation.   Sure, it wasn’t a definitive test since we didn’t know Sam’s mutation, and it’s not even incredibly accurate.  But our nephrologist wanted to wait till Lars was about 4 weeks old to draw blood for the WBC cystine test, and we thought we’d burst if we had to wait that long for some kind of answer.  We just wanted to buy ourselves some time.

We got the results back when Lars was about a week old.  He tested negative for the 57kb mutation.  We were pretty relieved.  We didn’t start broadcasting the good news, however, because we knew there was still a small but significant chance Lars had cystinosis.  But we breathed a little easier.

Lars was a good baby and a healthy eater from the start.  From all appearances he was a normal newborn.  He was gaining weight.  He took decent naps.  But by the second and third weeks that all started to change.  He started wanting to eat more often.  He was colicky and hard to console.  He started sleeping less.  He was acting a whole lot like Sam as a baby.

At 3 weeks we couldn’t wait any longer and we got the blood drawn for the WBC cystine test.  We waited an agonizing 8 days for the definitive answer.  The results came on a Tuesday, 4 weeks and 1 day after Lars was born.  He tested positive for cystinosis.
            
We hoped and prayed for Lars to be healthy.   We also prayed that we would have energy and optimism if God had a different plan for our family.   We’d never have imagined 4 years ago when we got married that we would one day have two children with a rare disease.  Although it’s not the future we had planned on, we feel incredibly grateful to be the parents of two special boys who mean the world to us.
            
We were able to start Lars on Cystagon immediately.  He tolerates it surprisingly well, and despite the grimaces he makes when we squirt the malodorous mixture in his mouth, sometimes he gives us a smile, as if to say, “Thanks, Mom!”  As soon as we started the drug he started nursing at more normal intervals and sleeping a little longer.  We don’t know if the drug is just killing his appetite or sedating him, but it has been a welcome change!  We’re hopeful that the FDA will approve RP103 early next year, when Lars will be moving on to solid foods.  Hopefully he’ll like applesauce!  He’s also on the mandatory proton-pump inhibitor, as well as some vitamin D supplement.  We’re hoping that since he was diagnosed so early we will be able to avoid the kidney damage that Sam had already sustained at diagnosis.   Our nephrologist told us to feed Lars whenever he wants, and he is certainly putting on the pounds.  At 8 weeks old he was nearly 14 pounds.  Sam was still 14 pounds at one year.  We don’t plan on losing any ground.
            
Sam loves having a baby brother.  He is so sweet with Lars and constantly tells us how “koot” Lars is.  He refers to him as “Baby Larziroo,” and wants to be at his side all the time.   After Lars’s first dose of Cystagon, Sam hugged him and said, “Good job, Baby Lars!  You took your medicine!”  Lars doesn’t even mind when Sam pokes and prods him or plays a little rough.  Lars even smiles during such behavior.  You can tell these two are going to be best friends.
            
Sam is doing very well on RP103.  He throws up much less often and has boundless energy.  He can come across as timid and serious when you first meet him, but he doesn’t have to be around other children for long before he becomes the loudest and most mischievous.  He is a truly happy kid.  He loves to make up jokes and laughs hysterically after telling each one.  He likes to imagine there are trolls under every bridge, or that he is Simba from Lion King, and there are always “bad guys to fight off” wherever we play.  We love to go on family hikes and Sam won’t let us take resting breaks because he’s too excited to get to the top.   He has become adept at building with duplos, assembling train tracks and racing Hot Wheels.  He’s learning his alphabet and numbers, too.   He loves flying on airplanes and going to Stanford every 3 months for the RP103 trial. 
            
The future for our children is bright!  We have so much hope for a cure.  Our two sons will lead wonderful lives and have such a positive influence on those around them.  Their sweet young spirits have already added so much joy to our family.


Check out our first fundraiser for Sam’s Hope For a Cure.  We have been overwhelmed by the generosity, kindness and support of our friends and family.   We have raised almost $8,000 so far.  We will be giving all the donations to the Cystinosis Research Foundation to further the research and development of new and improved treatments and eventually a cure for cystinosis.   

Sunday, August 26, 2012

Sam Hugs


Sam is constantly patting Lars's head and hugging him.  It's really sweet of Sam but we have to watch the two together very closely.  Too much love can sometimes hurt.


will his eyes be blue?




Friday, June 15, 2012

It's All Fun And Games Until Someone Breaks A Window


Our day started off great! Sam had a little swim party with friends in our front yard.  Yay!  Wahoo!  Fun!    Somewhere in there he found the garden shears in our shed.  Scary, but no one was hurt.  A little later he shattered a garden pot.  That's okay.  It was only 50 cents.  After that he decided to play drums on our living room window, which ended in disaster.  Go to your room, Sam.





These pictures don't do it justice.  I've heard that little boys break windows and get into other sorts of shenanigans but I think we may be starting off a little bit early.  Here's to a glorious future with two little boys!






He feels really bad about it.  Sort of.  He offered to use the money in his "chicken bank" to buy a new window.