An Ode

It has been a haze of beeps, flashing lights, tears, and alarms since October of 2020. That is when we found out that we were having twins, and they had twin to twin transfusion syndrome. Needless to say, that is when Morgan became high risk and everything switched into a different mode.

A long story boiled down into one simple paragraph is that we did not know if we would be taking two babies’ home. For all intense and purposes, twin to twin transfusion syndrome (TTTS) is where one twin essentially robs the other twin of nutrients. One twin is larger, and one twin is smaller and struggles to get nutrients and survive. Sawyer is the small, stuck twin.  Cooper is the larger of the two babies who was getting all the nutrients. We chose a surgery in Houston, TX that would help correct this issue, and hopefully bring both babies to the same size and term. Fast forward 5 months, and both boys are here. I always tell Morgan that we got the best case scenario of the worst case scenario. When they tell you one baby is in the 50th percentile and the other is the 1th percentile, it brings everything into perspective. Of all the worst possible outcomes, we got the best for our particular situation. That is an answer to many prayers.

The doctors due their due diligence and explain every worse case scenario that could happen: death, complications, health issues for mom and the babies. We were faced with them all. We were faced with decisions that we hope no parent ever has to face. The boys are here, and Cooper is at home with us. Sawyer is in the NICU, and should be home soon, once he can reach his milestones.

I think about our journey and how we got to this point, and there is always something that rings out in my mind that has made this extremely difficult journey somewhat bearable. I don’t think that we would have been able to bring Cooper and Sawyer here to this world without the unending support of the doctors and nurses who have helped us the entire way. I have lost count of how many doctors and nurses we have met with or who have taken care of our children. I would say at least 75 or more. From Doctor Papanna who sat with us for hours in Houston explaining the procedures in depth to DR. BK who made the call to deliver on January 10th of this year. Every decision and conversation that was made, was made perfectly and in the right timing.

Every time I walk into the NICU, there are 50-60 babies in there at a time with teams of nurses there to help. Every doctor or nurse during this entire process has always been helpful, loving, caring, and have done everything in their power to help us and our children. We have had hundreds of phone calls over the past months with reports and diagnosis on our two boys. In a sea of nervousness and worry, the doctors and nurses have made us at ease. Our boys have been in good hands, and Morgan an I have the utmost gratitude for all that have helped bring them home. So, this is an ode to the doctors and nurses for Cooper and Sawyer. We thank you.

All the best,

-David and Morgan

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