BY TIFFANY TREGENZA
On Friday a psychiatrist declared that I was ‘unstable’ enough to be accepted into their services and join my daughter, who has been taking Lovan – a deceptively alternate name for Prozac.
It’s taken just under six years for Ivy’s immune deficiency to get the better of us. And by ‘us’ I mean the family. All nine of us.
It’s okay. We have been struggling lately. Right now I’m relieved that we can share the pain and anxiety of living with a seriously ill child with others. It feels like being carried and as though I can rest for a while.
When Ivy was two and a half years old, she was diagnosed with a primary immune deficiency. But we’ve been dealing with it since she and her twin brother were born in 2005, and in reality it’s much more complicated.
Ivy has felt acutely ill for a large portion of her life. This means hospital at least once a month, and sometimes for weeks at a time. She is often hospitalised with serious and life-threatening illnesses like pneumonia, sepsis and adrenal crisis. These can start from something as simple as a cold, and escalate at such a rate that one day we are holidaying, and two days later we find ourselves in emergency, contemplating bilateral pleural effusions and the impact they could have on a small girl.
It means being isolated over the winter months, when the chances of contracting a cold or flu are high. We have to limit after school activities for Ivy’s brothers and sisters, which means altered friendships because they can’t commit to much until they know for sure that Ivy will be okay that day.
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Hi, I read you blog last night( for hours). I have been thinking about it all day. I am a health professional and it is good to hear the voices from the otherside and I will keep you in mind as I try and be kind and open and to explain things and involve patients and their families in their own care.
It must be so hard for you being a health professional yourself and knowing too much. The extra knowledge just feeds the anxiety.
Thinking of you and taking lessons learnt from your blog to work with me- to help me to give patients what I can, listened to, respected and informed.
Your family seems so beautiful! I was really sick as a kid, and after reading your story, am just flooded with love and appreciation for all my family did together.
Wishing you many more days of happiness,
Em