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October 24, 1999Salisbury Post; Rowan County, NC

 

Rose Post

All the way to Poland for a bit of hope

BY ROSE POST
SALISBURY POST

           
MOCKSVILLE — “Haleigh fought them every step of the way — fighting, screaming, kicking, scratching.”

But Haleigh’s mother, Tammy DiDominic, is laughing happily as she tells on her daughter.

“They told me they thought she was very intelligent. She knew enough to fight them.”

And their trip to Poland for a month of treatment aimed at helping 3-year-old Haleigh’s crippling cerebral palsy, she says, “got results.”

Emotion spills over in her voice.

“It went really great! She’s stronger. She can crawl better, sit better, hold her head better. She can pull herself up. She’s not doing more things, but she’s doing them a lot better. She even seems to be talking better. She puts more words together than she used to.”

Then she hesitates, thinking. Maybe Haleigh — the first child in North Carolina to travel more than 4,000 miles and 24 hours to a special Polish clinic for intense physical therapy in a suit that looks like a Russian cosmonaut’s space suit — is doing more.

“She still can’t sit up,” her mother says, “but when I sit her up, she can sit up straight by herself where before she slumped down. Now she can sit with her back straight and hold her head much straighter. Now she can pull herself up to a standing position. She wasn’t doing that at all. She can hold her weight better. She’s real good at that now. If she’s supported, if she stands against the couch, she can hold herself.

“And I got to see her stand on her own for a couple of minutes and take a few steps pushing a walker without her legs crossing, which is really a great achievement. Those things are not going to happen without the suit on. She’s not doing them on her own. But that was real exciting. It was enough for me.”

Enough for now.

But the goal is more.

The goal is for Haleigh to do what other children do naturally. Without travel to Poland and thousands upon thousands of dollars.

To sit on her own. To stand, to walk, to run.

So they’re going back to Poland in February and more so Haleigh can have physical therapy while she’s wearing that suit, and by the fourth time ...

Haleigh’s cerebral palsy is damage to the part of the brain that controls the muscles, the result of her premature birth. Her grandmother — Tammy’s mother, Sally Kaiser — heard about what was happening at the clinic in Poland and told Tammy, who researched it and consulted Haleigh’s doctors.

At first she was skeptical.

Then she became convinced they had to give it a try.

Those suits designed for the Russian space program helped cosmonauts maintain muscle tone in a weightless environment. The Adeli suits adapted from them are modified to help children with cerebral palsy by putting them into zero gravity for rigorous physical therapy aimed at training their brains to use their muscles correctly.

The method is new and not available in the United States, but doctors here are studying it, and Haleigh’s doctors at Wake Forest University Baptist Medical Center in Winston-Salem helped her mother prepare for the trip.

The clinic expects to treat 100 American children this year. And Haleigh is one of them because many people and groups here and in Pennsylvania and Maryland, where her grandparents live, raised — and gave — money to make it possible.

By the time they left on Sept. 13, Tammy’s nerves were as tight as Haleigh’s muscles. She felt like a basket case, but if Haleigh could be helped, she could handle it.

“But the days were hard,” she says. Therapists moved from one type of exercise to another quickly, using all the time.

It began at 9:30 each morning with “magnetic acupuncture,” which sent signals through her muscles to her brain to try to stimulate brain cells that aren’t working. Then came a “spider exercise,” which required her to be put in a cage with bungee cords coming from all four corners to help her stand upright with no one holding her. Then she lay on her back, with pulleys and weights and cords attached so that she was was weight lifting.

“Then she stood up in a stander for about 20 minutes,” Tammy says, “and then she went to gel packs.”

Gel packs?

Tammy laughs again, happy they’re home, happy for equipment like gel packs — and their promise.

“They warmed the muscles and placed them on various muscle groups and then massaged her muscles.”

Finally, she was ready for two hours of therapy in the Adeli suit — stretches, leg lifts, standing, squatting, rolling on balls. Rolling on big balls forced her to put out her arms and catch herself.

By 2 each afternoon, she was through — and too tired for lunch.

“By the time I picked her up, she was exhausted and crying,” Tammy says.

When she woke up, they’d go for walks or get a bus and go into town until dinner, unless it was art day — the children worked with clay to exercise their hand muscles — or music day. She loved the music days and learned two Polish songs. More exhaustion, but laughing, happy exhaustion, and different from the terrible beginning when she bit and scratched the therapists so they’d stop and cried for Tammy to make them quit hurting her and the therapists asked Tammy not to come to the gym.

“By the second week, she told me she didn’t want to walk any more because it hurt too bad,” her mother says, “and I cried with her.”

The other mothers, especially those who had been there before, understood.

“Their children had fought and cried and they could hear them screaming, too,” Tammy says. “They helped me a whole lot. If we had been there by ourselves, I wouldn’t have made it. We would have had to leave.”

But they didn’t leave, and Tammy learned that miracles don’t happen in that clinic by themselves. They happen because of hard work.

One moment told her how much the tears and pain were worth.

“We were sitting in the hall,” she says. “Haleigh was on my lap. And she grabbed a stroller and stood up, and I was, wow! That’s something she never could do.”

They’ll go again in February.

“We were signed up for January, but because of the millennium, the January session will start later and work two of the Sundays, and I don’t think she can handle that.”

So she put it off a month.

“I think she’ll still fight them, but maybe she’ll be a bit more cooperative. I’ve been talking to Billy about coming. Every morning and every night she’d go to bed and wake up crying for her daddy. She was ready for his hugs and kisses.”

And next time Haleigh will already know those two songs and a few words in Polish and be accustomed to Polish food — even if she prefers home cooking. And Tammy will be prepared for a month full of emotion.

“Happy and sad,” she says. “You cry and laugh and laugh and cry, like when she was born.” They were so happy she lived, so happy to have her — and so devastated by her handicap.

Every child at the clinic was tragedy and joy.

Like the boy who had crawled into a swimming pool when he was tiny.

“He drowned,” Tammy says. Drowned but didn’t drown. He lay in a coma for a long time — and was never the same again.

“When we met him, his mom had to hold him up and balance him. He was so spastic. He flung his arms around. But the third week, he walked on his own. It was a tearjerker day. He kept on walking. He cried a lot, too, but he was old enough to know what he was there for, and that day he walked he kept on going, kept on pushing it.”

And they saw a girl who could only walk with crutches, and then walked on her own. No crutches, nothing. They saw a boy who arrived in a wheelchair — and walked out.

The therapists, their tools, the families that come together, the children, the clinic — all of it, Tammy says, create a unique place worth everything to a parent in pain who wants hope for her child. Even if she finds it so hard she couldn’t wait to leave.

“I counted the days.”

And she knows she will count them again every time they go back.

“We’ll go at least four times. Until I feel she is as strong as she can be, until I feel they have done what they can do, until she gets the most she can get out of it, we will continue to go back.”

But she hesitates.

“I’m hoping,” she adds, “that we can raise the money.”

Each trip costs $8,000 to $10,000.

“Right now we have enough for the second time, and we’re working on a third trip.”

Maybe a dinner where people can come and meet Haleigh and see some of her souvenirs could help. But Halloween is here already, and soon it’s going to be Christmas, and ...

She’ll have to think about that later. Right now it’s back to work at Skyline Corp. and taking care of Haleigh and trying to absorb the shock of what happened “in that one little month. She’s been in therapy for three years. I didn’t know how a month was going to change her. What were they going to do in 30 days that that hasn’t been done in three years? But they did it.

“On the last day she took three steps without crossing her legs. We did hold her hands on the walker, but we didn’t hold her up. We were all looking at each other and saying, ‘Wow! Look at that!’

“And her doctors are very impressed. They think she’s going to be able to walk ... ”

 

 

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