Sunday, January 13, 2013

The Deed is Done - With Video Finally!

I have officially been balded, and after a fair amount of irritation with youtube, the video has been edited and uploaded!  The first time I tried to upload it, my 18 year old brother decided to 'fix' the internet when it was about 50% done... needless to say, he didn't 'fix' anything, more like broke it, and interrupted my (hours long) upload!  Grr!  So a couple days later I tried again (while he was not home) and a good three, four hours later, success!

I should note that the video is small because we shot it with my iPhone vertical instead of horizontal - I need to remember not to do that anymore... but here it is - thanks to everyone - donors, friends, Reece's Rainbow, etc. for helping me get to this point!




And I'm still enjoying it, crazy as it may be.  Here's a picture I took the other night, about 10 days post-balding - I have a fuzzy head now, haha!


Pardon how red I look in this picture, not sure what was going on with that.  I think it was the camera, because that shirt is not red, it's hot pink.


I still have to order cards from Vistaprint to explain why I did this (waiting on my first paycheck at my new job!), but for now a friend gave me some Reece's Rainbow magnets to carry around and give to people who ask.  This is honestly the part I was most excited about - continuing to advocate for 'our' kids by being a walking advertisement!  Every person who asks will be one more person made aware of the orphan crisis!

And, true to my word, I'll continue to be crazy (it is in the name of both my blogs) until they ALL come home!

Tuesday, January 8, 2013

Imagine

Imagine if, one day, you woke up and you couldn't get out of your bed.  Nevermind why.  Maybe your legs didn't work.  Maybe there were bars so high you couldn't climb them.  Just imagine it.

Imagine that you're hungry, so you cry out, but no one comes to feed you.  Imagine that when they finally do, hours and hours later, you're hastily fed a watery mush that doesn't even take the edge off the gnawing pain in your stomach.

Imagine that in your room, there are dozens of other people stuck in their beds.  They're crying out.  They're hungry too.  They want to be able to help themselves, just like you, but they can't.  Imagine hearing their moans, cries, all night long... not sleeping.

Imagine that the only person who ever cares for you (and I use that expression loosely) gets tired of you and the others grunting and rocking and crying out at night, and shoves medication down your throat.  It makes you feel strange, heavy, and you fall into more of a coma than a sleep.  You don't feel like yourself even when you wake up.

Imagine that you have to go to the bathroom.  There is no call button for a nurse to take you out of the bed to the bathroom.  That does not happen.  You have a diaper - that's what it is for.  Only it hasn't been changed all day.  You're soaking in your own waste and you can do nothing about it.

Imagine the hours passing by.  There's no TV, no music, no computers or video games, no toys or people to talk to... nothing but you, your fellow sufferers, and the sterile, hospital green wall across from you.  Imagine one hour like this.  Nothing to do but lie there.  Unable to sleep anymore.  Imagine two hours like this.  Trying to find something to occupy your mind.  Imagine the whole day like this.  It passes by agonizingly slowly.

Now imagine living that day over and over for years.


How long until you lose your mind?



Psychology theorizes that there is a hierarchy of needs - at the bottom are basic physical needs.  Food.  Shelter.  Air.  Sleep.  At the next level are safety needs - the need to know that you and all that you care about are safe.  At the next level are psychological needs.  Love.  Friends.  A family.  Above that, you can see that the hierarchy gets more complex.



Maslow's theory states that if the needs at any level are not met, a person cannot achieve the contents of the next level.  So, for example, if you are starving, you will not be able to achieve any sense of safety or security - because you can't even be secure in your most basic needs.

Think back to what you just imagined.  You aren't getting enough food.  You aren't getting enough sleep.  You're getting no intellectual stimulation or human contact.  Your environment is not clean or sanitary.  You are at the mercy of whomever happens to be tasked with keeping you alive (for now).

Would you know how to love another person?  Be in a family?  Be a friend?  Would you know how to trust that when you lay down at night, you'll wake up safe?  Would you believe, when you ate, that there would be more food before that gnawing pain in your stomach could take back over?  Could you be certain of the motives of the people around you?

I don't think I need to answer that for you.

Like anything, it is a process.  A person must become secure in those first needs before learning to achieve the next level.  When a person past infancy displays an inability to be secure in even their most basic needs because they have been in an environment of deprivation, we call this 'institutionalization'.

It's not just a word.  It's lives.  It's people.  It's something I've seen with my own eyes.  And it doesn't go away overnight.  You don't wake up one morning, never having had your needs met in your life, and then wake up the next morning confident that everything is going to be just A-OK, no matter what happened in those 24 hours.  When a person who has been institutionalized is removed from that environment... well - think of it like refeeding syndrome - many of us know what that is.

After the concentration camps were discovered by liberating troops at the end of WWII, well-meaning people rushed food to the starving, skeletally thin prisoners.  Most of them hadn't seen anything resembling a meal in months, maybe years.  They did what anyone would do, what is human nature to do - they ate until they could eat no more.  But their bodies had fallen into survival mode over those months and forgotten how to process proper nutrition.  The sudden rush of nutrients overloaded their frail bodies, and in that moment it was discovered that food can kill a starving man.  Beginning to feed someone who has been in a state of starvation properly again must be done very carefully and slowly to avoid overloading the system.  Refeeding Syndrome, as it's come to be known, is still a very real concern with orphans and people in developing nations all over the world.

But whereas actual physical starvation is linked to refeeding syndrome, institutionalization (essentially psychological starvation) can be linked to a sort of 'emotional refeeding syndrome'.  Too much, too soon, overloads the senses and causes a person to do whatever they can think of to sooth themselves.  For people who have been institutionalized, this can be a whole host of behaviors.  Rocking.  Self injury.  Lashing out at others.  Yelling.  Hand flapping.  Kicking and screaming.  You name it.  These are what we call 'post-institutional issues'.  They're the behaviors a person exhibits when learning how to go from an institutionalized environment to a different one - perhaps a family.  They're a period of transition that sometimes subsides quickly and sometimes has lingering effects for a long time.  They're not insurmountable.

Imagine emotional starvation as visible as physical starvation


Consistancy is key here.  Look back at Maslow's Hierarchy.  Start at the bottom.  Anything above that first level is going to overload the person and cause the behaviors I mentioned previously (commonly called 'stimming', short for self stimulating) because they just don't know how to handle it.  That doesn't mean they shouldn't be offered those things - love, security... it just means that when they're given, expect a different response than what you would from a person who has not been institutionalized.  Most likely, the person will stim at first.  Maybe for a while.  Keep working.  Re-feed them that affection slowly, over time.  A starving man was never returned to perfect health in a week.

Why am I posting this?  Aside from the fact that it's been on my mind, I feel that it's key to understanding international adoption, particularly of children with special needs, who have often been the most deprived.  And understanding the issues related to adoption is absolutely vital to ensuring a positive outcome for everyone involved.  There are families, people out there, who, like myself a year ago, have just discovered the orphan crisis - maybe because of all the press involved with the Russian adoption ban right now.  They can only think one thing - 'we want to help'.  And that's wonderful - we need people who want to help!  But from my own experience, I know that first 'want to help' instinct is often less realistic than it should be.  It is this that creates a false image of what adoption is like in people's minds and leads to disappointing experiences.  You can't say "I want to adopt a child with down syndrome" and expect to just get a child with down syndrome.  You can't say "I'd love to adopt that little girl with hydrocephalus" and only expect to deal with hydrocephalus.  You have to realize that institutionalization is a part of these kids now, you have to have realistic expectations based on what they've been through, or you're doomed to be disappointed.  You have to be prepared to deal with the whole gamut of institutional behaviors, to commit to 're-feeding' as long as it takes.

I'm not saying to second guess a desire to adopt - never.  I'm just saying, do your research.  Read some blogs.  Talk to some families.  Meet some friends.  I bet there are internationally adopted children near you - for over a year I had no idea a Reece's Rainbow family was living right down the street from me!  Build a support system, so that as issues arise, you'll have someone to go to for advice.  Find out what resources are available in your area and how to get them.  You'll learn a lot, you won't regret that you did it, and you'll be that much more prepared when you do decide to take the leap... and it will make your experience all the more positive.  Everyone wants a happy ending, but in real life, prince charming (or adoptive mom and dad) don't just come along and magic everything better in an instant.  Happily ever after doesn't just happen.  We have to make our own happily ever after, and it starts with a solid understanding of what you're going to deal with on the other side of your adoption.

And for those of us who haven't adopted yet, like myself (and listen to me preaching on institutionalization.  Rest assured that I'm not completely ignorant, even though I haven't crossed the ocean myself yet), we need to be prepared to support those families as they come home and 'de-institutionalize' their children.  A sympathetic ear when a friend's day has involved WAY too much poop.  A shoulder to cry on when a diagnosis the parent wasn't expecting is handed down.  A meal dropped off so the adjusting family doesn't have to cook.  Help around the house so the parent's focus can be on the child.  A simple card, note, message, to say, "I'm thinking of you, I'm here for you."

They say it takes a village to raise a child.  Find your village.  Get to know the ins and the outs of living there.  When it feels like home... move in... and your village will be there to help you through the thick and thin.

Happily Ever After is out there... you just have to work... and work hard for it.

Sunday, January 6, 2013

Video Coming Soon!

If you haven't yet, please go back and read this post so you'll understand this one!

There.  Now that that's done and you know the reason for my hair's sudden disappearance, I shall post the rest of this update.

So apparently my college-learned Windows Movie Maker skills are a little rusty and videos over thirty seconds take a good bit to come off an iPhone, not to mention how slow youtube has been lately, so I'm still working on the final product head shaving video, planning to put some serious time into it tonight that I haven't been able to devote until now because I've been busy at my awesome new job!

But as not to deprive you of amusement at my expense (really not at my expense at all, this was actually really fun and I love having an opportunity to talk about the orphan crisis), until that time I'll post a picture of me just after the shaving, which was by the way, definitely hilarious.





According to my friend's three year old, I am now "a bald" (we were previously unaware of this demographic - thank goodness she enlightened us to my new status!).  I've also managed to freak out a couple other friends' kids, and strike up a few conversations about orphans, so I'm considering this project a success!  When I have the money I've got some cards designed on vistaprint to order and share with anyone who asks, about why I did it and who these kids are and how you can help.  I hope to have an impact that goes on far longer than the two months of angel tree.

Please feel free to share for the amusement of others - and hopefully awareness too!  And if you read something and want to know more, I'll just leave this handy link right here...

Reece's Rainbow Adoption Ministry

Monday, December 31, 2012

We Did It!

Elden and Brett have both reached their goals!  WE DID IT!  Elden is at $1,000 and Brett is holding steady at $1,607.50, which means my boys have a total of $2,607.50!  Yay!



I'll be balded soon - as soon as my dear friend shaves me, and then there'll be video and fun 'after' pictures!

As for tonight - I let my mom give me bangs and straighten my hair just for fun... I'm going to try out various eyebrows throughout the night, so I'll post again later or in the morning with a collection of eyebrow arrangements - four more for each $100 past $600 raised for Elden!  For now, here's me with bangs!  I like them!





Another post with my crazy brows will be up soon!  Thanks to everyone who has has helped us get to this point!  Now let's get the rest of those babes over the wall on Angel Tree!

LAST DAY!

And we have just under $400 to raise for Elden!  We hit $600 raised through Angel Tree early this morning, and as promised, I am sharing a fun surprise...



These are my new eyebrows.  I will be wearing them until we hit $700.  At that point, a new (similarly fun) set will be drawn on.  I have plenty of fun ideas.

And I have to go to the store today.  It's up to you all what kind of eyebrows I'm wearing when I do it...

You know what to do.  No amount is too small!  We will chip away at that last $400 and reach our goal yet!

I want to start the new year off with no hair!

Donate to Elden here


Thursday, December 27, 2012

Heartbreak

There is no other word to describe how I feel right now.

Heartbreak.

I'm sitting here sobbing as I write this, for the little boy who I could not love more if he were my own flesh and blood.

I know you all remember Brett - one of the boys I've been screaming for for months.  Maybe you can even call his face to mind, remember the one picture I've posted of him, the only picture I ever had... this one.



Maybe you remember his story... born in the open country and abandoned in a field by his mother, before he was found and taken to the hospital... and from there to the orphanage.  Other than that we had so very little information about him.  No one had been to his institution.  No one had met him.  He was hidden away... precious buried treasure.


Today, this picture was posted to his profile with an update.  Someone has seen him, met him, been to where he is, heard his story, and taken new photos and video of him.

This is Brett today.



My boy.  My sweet boy!  Oh, how my heart absolutely breaks, to see what years of institutionalization have done to him.

Yes, he's still beautiful.  Precious.  I want to take his little hand in mine.  I want to fold him into a big hug, the kind mommies and aunts and families give.

What we knew before about his history was sad.  What we know now is absolutely heartwrenching.  There are just no words.  Read his new description from Reece's Rainbow:

"Brett was born premature at home and taken to an open field, where he was abandoned. He was there for 6 hours before being rescued and taken to a local hospital, where he was treated for shock, hypothermia, bug bites all over his body and difficulty breathing. Once released from the hospital, he was placed in an orphanage and later transferred to a mental institution, where he lives today.  From a physical standpoint, he suffered several bouts of bronchitis and other sicknesses as a young child. He does have alopecia (hair loss), but does not have any other health problems at this time. Based on one of the video clips, it appears that Brett is able to pop his hip out of socket, as his can turn his leg at an unnatural angle.   He can walk and move freely around in his environment. 

Brett suffers from many delays as a result of spending over 10 years in an institutionalized setting.   He walks, plays with toys, communicates using gestures and interact with adults at will. He is NOT aggressive.   The staff cares for all his basic needs and he is not receiving any academic instruction or any noted therapies at this time. 

Several photos and videos of Brett from December 2012 are available."

Poor sweet boy!  He was freezing, struggling for survival, covered in bug bites!  He was left, all alone, defenseless, and even when he was 'rescued', he only had spending the rest of his life in an institution to look forward to!  Oh, sweet boy, how you deserve to know the love of a family.

And now... now he's not even in an orphanage.  He's in a mental institution.  For adults.  If the orphanages in Eastern Europe are bad, the mental institutions are filled with untold horror.  Mogilino, the place featured in Bulgaria's Abandoned Children was a mental institution.  The place my friend's sweet, loving, beautiful 8 year old son came from, where he regressed from the skills he learned in the orphanage and boarding school, was a mental institution.  The place the men lived, young and old, with nothing but the clothes on their backs - not even an old TV to watch in a day room.

Brett DOES NOT BELONG in a mental institution.  He needs out. 

I'm begging for him.  Please, someone.  Take a leap of faith and say yes to Brett.  His country is a wonderful one to adopt from.  Easy travel, no upper age limit for parents, single moms are allowed, large families are welcome, relatively relaxed requirements, a well established adoption protocol (it is a Hague country)... and the costs for adopting from his country are relatively modest - and he already has $1,700 in his Reece's Rainbow grant!  In addition, I promise that whomever commits to him will have the full support of myself and a few other advocates - and when I say that, I mean I will move mountains.  If you think I'm crazy for shaving for Angel Tree, just wait until you see what I'd do to get this boy home.  I'll move across the country and be your live in nanny, for free.  I'll travel with you if you want.  I'll put on fundraiser after fundraiser after fundraiser to get you funded.  Seriously.  I love this boy.  I would go get him myself if I could.

In the past people have shied away from older boys like him because they are afraid they will be aggressive or have behaviors that are 'too difficult' to deal with.  From the new description, we know that Brett is NOT aggressive and it sounds like he would do absolutely wonderful in a family.  Some therapy, lots of love, and I can see him being the kind of amazing blessing my friend's son, who was adopted this year at 8 years old, is today (and he's only been home for four months!)

Look at him again.  Are you looking at your son?



Please see his full profile and inquire here at Reece's Rainbow.

Losing the Other Eyebrow... and Being Down to the Wire

I'd have had this up sooner if I hadn't slept for the larger part of the last 24 hours, but alas, here it is - I am now an eyebrowless woman!

Thanks to Sevenly, Brett (one of 'my' boys), received $1,000 in his grant account late on Christmas day.  When added to what had already been raised for him during Angel Tree, it amounted to $1,607.30!  Hooray, Brett!

Elden's grant has been sitting at a pretty steady $529.50 for a few days - and I have been racking my brain trying to think of ways to raise it, but for the most part coming up empty handed - and some complications I will mention later in this post are not helping either.

Regardless, the boys are now WELL over a combined $1,500 - actually at a combined $2,136.80!  However - since Elden is still not over the $1,000 wall yet, thus not at HIS goal, this only means one less eyebrow for this girl... in another $470.50, I get to shave my head!

But without further adieu, let me share the final de-eyebrowing with you all.

Here's a picture taken before, me and my one-eyebrowed glory:




And then here's me after The Shaving, no eyebrows left to speak of:





Yes.  It is weird.

Now for the HAIR!  Come on guys, we are so close and we only have five days left to raise that money!  Let's complete the effect and baldify me!  Once bald, I'm going to order cards from Vistaprint explaining why I'm bald with a link to Reece's Rainbow - so that every time someone asks, I'm spreading awareness!

Actually, that has started already.  Eyebrows aren't usually enough for perfect strangers to ask what happened, but I did get to have an excellent conversation with some family members about orphans and Reece's Rainbow at family Christmas (which I attended one-eyebrowed).

Today, after posting the second eyebrow shaving video (will be seen below), I received two 'follows' on you tube and a private message informing me that I'm crazy, but for a good cause!  Why yes, that's the point!

I've never been happier to have no eyebrows.

Wait.  Pretty sure I've never done this before.

Now, here's some fun - the video of the second eyebrow's disappearance.  In case you're noticing the theme here, yes, I am wearing footie pajamas again, only leopard this time.  That's right.  I have the most epic footie pajama collection in the world.  Be.  Jealous.  ;)



Let me remind you all that WHEN the final money is raised and Elden is over his goal, the head shaving will be videotaped as well.  I promise hilarity.



Now, despite the mostly upbeat and fun nature of this post, I'm feeling compelled to share something a little more serious with you all tonight.  If you keep up with international news, you might know that the Russian parliament has passed an act that would ban all adoptions by U.S. citizens.  The only obstacle left between this legislation and a legal decree that would essentially be a death sentence to many, many orphans, is President Putin, who can either sign or veto it.  He has hinted at support for the legislation, even though it will have serious ramifications not only for the children, but for the Russian economy and US/Russian relations, as there is currently a treaty allowing such adoptions in place which this legislation would essentially be breaking.

For those of us who advocate for adoption, this whole thing is terrifying.  Russia is a big country, obviously, and it has literally thousands upon thousands of orphans and not enough families to adopt them.  Thousands are adopted by US families every year.  Some of our dear sweet Reece's Rainbow babes - indeed, some of our Angel Tree babes - are in Russia - though I can't tell you which ones for their protection - and if this passes... well, think of what could happen to them!

Some of you might recall the post I wrote earlier this year about transfer.  About how children are often transferred to adult mental institutions between the ages of 4 and 6.  About how few special needs children survive this transfer, and how bleak their future is even if they do - unless they are adopted.   Entire lives spent behind the walls of an institution.  Do me a favor, go check out my other blog, the post about mental health in America, and imagine sending a five year old with down syndrome to live in a place like that - no - ten, twenty times WORSE than that - for the rest of his life.

Yes, there are other countries, but the vast majority of Russian children who are internationally adopted are adopted by American families.  Without adoption to save them, how many more will be forced to live out their lives in bleak, horrible places?  Even if the legislation were later revoked, it would be too late for many of them.

It is because of this that I ask you to pray.  Pray with everything you have that something will soften Putin's heart and cause him to deny this legislation.  Only God can intervene now.  Share the plight of these children.  Ask your friends to pray.  Do not allow governments to use children as pawns in their political agendas without being held accountable for their actions.

It is also because of this that I again beg you to donate.  Again, I can't tell you which children are in Russia, or which ones will be available to Canadian families even if the legislation passes, but those children are going to need our help even more.  International adoption is even more costly in Canada than it is in the US.  Awareness will need to be spread.  Comfortable grants will need to be available for children to encourage families to take a leap of faith.  And since I can't discuss exactly where kids are, if this moves you to donate, donate to any child.  Many of them are in Russia.  Many of them are not, and they need funding too.  You can do no harm by giving to a child who has nothing.

Might I suggest a certain little boy with down syndrome, whose advocate wants to go bald just like he will?



Donate to Elden here.  

Please help me get him over $1,000.  Please.  I don't really have anything to offer (except, you know, my amusing hair removal on video), but if I'm feeling discouraged right now I can only imagine how he would feel if he were transferred to one of those awful institutions - and he will be six in February - it is a very real danger.  Together we can do this.

After the next $100 is raised, I'll post again with a little surprise... ;)