
The relationship between asthma and reflux is a topic I wish I had known more about when my daughter first started showing symptoms. At three weeks old, I had just set Ava down on the changing table to fasten her diaper when I noticed her lips were purple. It wasn’t until I scooped her into my arms that I noticed her body had gone limp. While the incident only lasted 30 seconds, it was terrifying. After a brief stay in the hospital, the doctor’s attributed Ava’s cyanotic episode to GERD (reflux). “It’s easy to control,” the doctor’s told me.
It has taken five years, two surgeries, multiple hospital visits, another cyanotic episode, and ten daily medications to control my daughter’s symptoms. For anyone who thinks asthma is “just asthma,” or reflux is “just reflux” please read Casey’s story as told by his mother, Brittany. I am doubtful I will ever meet a more powerful health advocate for her children than this incredible woman. I hope you are as touched by her strength as I have been.
*In Brittany’s words, here is Casey’s story:
A new baby boy
My son was born Sept. 20, 2009 at 38 weeks and one day; he was perfectly healthy, other than a little retracting at birth. Casey went home with me from the hospital and we enjoyed the first two weeks of his life just as every family should.
The day he turned two weeks old he couldn’t keep anything down and wasn’t urinating so I took him to the emergency room where he was given fluids and observed over night. Although he was still throwing up, he began to urinate and was sent home to follow up with the pediatrician. At the follow up with the pediatrician she said he looked septic and directly admitted him into the hospital where he stayed for 10 days. During those 10 days, he had two cyanotic episodes (he turned blue) while eating, both of which required him to have assistance breathing. While in the hospital he had many tests including an upper GI (which showed reflux), a modified barium swallow (which showed normal anatomy) and an esophagram (which ruled out a fistula). He was diagnosed with severe GERD (reflux) and sent home on Prevacid, an apnea monitor and a pulse oximeter.
Before our follow up with the pediatrician, Casey got a fever and the doctor told us to return to the hospital, where he stayed for three more days. He had a gastric emptying study that showed he had delayed gastric emptying, at 94 minutes as opposed to the normal of 45. This only made his reflux worse, so he was given Erythromycin to speed things along. We were told he needed a surgery called a Fundoplication and he began seeing a pediatric GI specialist. At that point the doctor felt it wasn’t necessary so our next step was just to wait and see if he improved.
Doctors scratching their heads
Casey failed to meet his developmental milestones such as eye contact, fixing on objects, tracking objects and lifting his head. His eyes were tested and found to be perfect. Then he was set up to meet with a neurologist. He continued to choke while eating and turning blue. It became our normal. He turned blue at home one night and was lethargic for a while afterward and his pulse ox stayed low for a few minutes. I paged the doctor and we were once again sent back and he was admitted to the NICU for three days. While there an EEG and a CT scan were performed. Both of which were normal. He saw a developmental specialist and was diagnosed with hypotonia (low muscle tone) and started physical and occupational therapy immediately. He was scheduled to have an outpatient MRI done and sent home. A follow up with the GI doctor got us nowhere. His tactic was still to “wait and see.”
The Tuesday before Thanksgiving we saw the GI doctor AGAIN and were told to wait and see, although he was still choking and still turning blue. That night Casey turned blue three times within an hour. This was not normal for him at all, so once again we packed our bags and headed up to the hospital. He had his MRI, which was normal, and a 24-hour EEG, which was also normal. He continued to choke and turn blue during feedings and was switched to Prilosec. He became a happier baby and began to smile and look at us for the first time in his life. We were amazed. After six days Casey was sent home.
Although he continued choking and turning blue, the pulse ox and apnea monitor were no good. For the apnea monitor to go off he had to be completely still and not breathing for 20 seconds. When he turned blue he was struggling for air so it did no good. The pulse ox told me when his oxygen saturation was low, but since this mostly happened when he was eating and he would choke loudly, I was always aware of it, so he was taken off the monitors.
On Dec. 7, 2009, Casey had another modified barium swallow. This, once again, showed his anatomy was normal and the speech pathologist said he was choking due to his reflux (No shit, we already knew that!). We saw the pediatrician after the barium swallow and talked to her about Casey’s milestones again. It was then thought that Casey had hypotonic cerebral palsy, but that diagnosis could not be confirmed until 5-7 months. That day our pediatrician called the GI doctor and told him what was up. He still didn’t think he needed the surgery so our pediatrician found a pediatric surgeon to do the surgery and set us up an appointment for the next Monday, Dec. 14.
Something was different
During the evening of Dec. 13, Casey choked pretty bad, but had no color change. He became tired, which he often did after choking, and his cry sounded a little weaker but I didn’t think it was too bad. His lung sounds were clear; I had my husband (a paramedic) double check. He was going to meet with the pediatric surgeon the next day so he could be checked out further then.
We went to bed a little after midnight. At 1 a.m., the dog’s whining woke me. I yelled at the dog to shut up, reached over, touched the baby, kissed the back of his head and realized he was cold. He wasn’t breathing and didn’t have a heartbeat. I breathed for him while my husband (who was on duty) did CPR while we waited for the ambulance to get there. I called a sitter for my two year-old while they worked to get his heart beating again. They were still doing CPR when the loaded him in the ambulance. I met the ambulance at the hospital and they were still doing CPR. They tried and tried at the hospital. The doctor took us aside and gave us “the talk.”
He was going to try for a few more minutes, but since they had been doing CPR for over an hour he didn’t feel there would be any benefit of continuing. My husband and I left the room to take a second to ourselves and we were called back in. They were going to stop CPR, but as we walked back into the room his heart began to beat again. They did an x-ray to check the placement of his breathing tube and the x-ray showed that he had aspirated.
At this point our pediatrician was up there explaining everything. He looked really good considering what had just happened and we were told he was going to live, but he would never be normal again. The ambulance from the children’s hospital came and loaded him up. We left at the same time as them. We went home to pack our bags, preparing for weeks of a long recovery in the hospital and got some breakfast. My dad drove us up there so we wouldn’t have to pay for parking.
It was my husband’s birthday.
When we got up to the room, it was around 5:30 a.m. I looked at my son and immediately knew something was different. I could tell he just wasn’t “there” anymore. I asked the doctor if something had changed and she said no, then she asked what I knew. I told her I knew he would live but would never be normal again. Her eyes changed and the room got silent.
Then I was told he wasn’t going to make it.
We spent the next two days at the hospital; it was the hardest two days of my life. On Dec. 15 at 9:09 p.m. we decided to take Casey off the ventilator. He died in our arms, without pain.
One doctor said he died from complications with his reflux, while another doctor called it SIDS. We are still (six weeks later) waiting on the pathology report to determine exactly what it was. I miss him sooooo much I can’t even begin to describe it.
We hope to one day start a scholarship program in Casey’s name. Until that time comes we are just trying to make his story known so that NO ONE has to feel this pain, and NO BABY suffers from reflux again! Feel free to join his Facebook memorial page and help us share his story. Thank you.
-Brittany
