{"id":7,"date":"2017-11-13T00:00:00","date_gmt":"2017-11-13T00:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/cota1.wpengine.com\/cotaforrilynnp\/2017\/11\/13\/from-worrier-to-warrior\/"},"modified":"2017-11-13T00:00:00","modified_gmt":"2017-11-13T00:00:00","slug":"from-worrier-to-warrior","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/cota.org\/cotaforrilynnp\/2017\/11\/13\/from-worrier-to-warrior\/","title":{"rendered":"From Worrier to Warrior"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"\" src=\"http:\/\/cota.org\/uploads\/92\/images\/FB_IMG_1499097765679.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"578\" height=\"347\" \/><\/p>\n<p>(Rilynns cousins helping do vitals)<\/p>\n<p>Tonight as I was scrolling thru Facebook I stubbled upon a blog post written by a new mom and I clicked to see what it was all about. Her writing was captivating and I kept scrolling to hear her openly confess to the anxiety nobody told her about when having a child. I felt tears whelping up in my eyes and I had to stop reading. I longed for those issues to be what kept me up at night, I wished my baby could have cluster breast fed all night long instead of being tube fed. I felt sorry for myself as I got up and scooped&nbsp;Rilynn up to get her vitals done before I had to hook her up for diaylsis. She had been asleep but like every other night I had to tip toe her onto the scale and get her weight which never fails to have her wide eyed once I set her on it. She smiled and I clicked the scale off after reading 19.05.6. She is less than 3 pounds away from the minimum requirement to get a kidney transplant. We headed into our room and tried multiple times to get her blood pressure. The machine never catches it. She is such a trooper, this girl will be so patient as that cuff squeezes her so tightly that it often times pops right off her arm. 91\/53. I smile knowing that&#8217;s a perfect blood pressure and diaylsis is set up to match. I think back to that blog and I think about my responsibilities, I literally have to decide how much fluid to take off my child. I have to be her kidneys. I have to do it right. Based on Rilynn&#8217;s blood pressure and how she looks (puffy, sunken in..ect) we have to choose which diaylsis strength to use. After 6 months of this I often times don&#8217;t think twice about it. I know Rilynn to a T. Better than myself. If something is off, I know it. I then changed her diaper and put on pajamas. As I put on my mask and gloves to connect her I hear what sounds like a big blow out. We both smile and I laugh thinking at least I have this mask on. In that moment I realize I am the lucky one. Before Rilynn I had&nbsp;always been anxious and paranoid about most things in life and God has helped me overcome that. Yes I worry still but guys, we have a baby that completely depends on us&nbsp;to keep her alive, not just feed her and make sure she sleeps but we have to know numbers and medications. I sleep at night (til 9am: one perk for me of this&nbsp;disease!), we laugh and smile more than most families do, Rilynn doesn&#8217;t even know she doesn&#8217;t have kidneys. God gave me Rilynn because he knew I was strong enough to handle it. I often times pleaded with God on why we&nbsp;had to go through this, what if this horrible disease happened to this mom&#8217;s child who wrote that blog completely overwhelmed by normal everyday life with a newborn? I am lucky enough to have the strength to not be anxious, I shouldn&#8217;t feel bad as I read through that blog. I should be very very&nbsp;proud and tonight that is what I am.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"\" src=\"http:\/\/cota.org\/uploads\/92\/images\/IMG_4973.JPG\" alt=\"\" width=\"530\" height=\"397\" \/><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>(Rilynns cousins helping do vitals) Tonight as I was scrolling thru Facebook I stubbled upon a blog post written by a new mom and I clicked to see what it was all about. Her writing was captivating and I kept scrolling to hear her openly confess to the anxiety nobody told her about when having [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":0,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-7","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry"],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/cota.org\/cotaforrilynnp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/cota.org\/cotaforrilynnp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/cota.org\/cotaforrilynnp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/cota.org\/cotaforrilynnp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=7"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/cota.org\/cotaforrilynnp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/cota.org\/cotaforrilynnp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=7"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}