Tuesday, 11 June 2013

Teenager's miracle spine operation to correct curve of 86 degrees.

It was the worst case consultants had seen and three specialists said operating was too risky as it could cause paralysis.


Student Mili Wood endured years of agony with a curve in her spine that hit 86 degrees. It was the worst case consultants had seen and three specialists said operating was too risky as it could cause paralysis or death. But against the odds, spinal surgeon Evan Davies, at Southampton ­Children’s Hospital, went ahead. Grateful Mili, 17, said: “This operation has changed my life for ever.” She was diagnosed with severe scoliosis of the spine and developed a lump on her back at the age of two.

Parents Julie and Brian, of Warrington, Cheshire, watched helplessly as she got worse and treatments failed. Mrs Wood, 43, said: “It was hell. She was bullied and endured terrible pain.” But they found Mr Davies who was prepared to operate and spent 10 hours inserting metal rods to straighten Mili’s spine.

Now she is four inches taller and off to college. Mr Davies said: “An op like this carries as high a risk as you can get. Mili’s went fantastically.”

Doctors told me to leave my son to die - but he refused to let the hole in his head kill him !

Jamie was born with a hole in his forehead, his brains sticking out of his skull and doctors didn’t expect him to survive the night.

As he plays in the sun, Jamie Daniel looks like any other five-year-old boy enjoying a spring day. But for proud mum Leanne simply seeing him running around and laughing is a miracle. Because Jamie was born with a hole in his forehead and his brains sticking out of his skull – and doctors didn’t expect him to survive the night. Leanne told the Sunday People: “He never even went to intensive care. “Heartbreakingly, he was put in a cot next to my bed and I was told to let nature take its course. It was devastating. Twin “The hole in his head was so large doctors believed it was the kindest way – and they sent him home with me to die.” But they hadn’t bargained on Jamie’s incredible will to live. For the brave 2lb 7oz boy – half the weight of the twin sister born two minutes before him – refused to give up on life. And today, thanks to ­pioneering surgery, Jamie is a boisterous little boy who goes to school and loves his football. His survival against all the odds owes much to the love of single mum Leanne, 35. She said: “I never gave up. His appearance as a baby was ­shocking but he had such a personality I couldn’t help bond with him.”

Support worker Leanne hadn’t planned the pregnancy and split from her partner soon after finding out she was expecting Jamie and his twin Lucy. Then at 31 weeks she had a scan – and it revealed a ­problem with Jamie. At first doctors thought he had a cyst on his face. But further tests found an encephalo-cele, a rare defect where part of the brain sticks out of the skull. In Jamie, it was between his eyes. The exact cause is unknown and 80 per cent of cases are fatal. Leanne said: “When the consultant told me he’d most likely be born dead or at best have severe brain-damage I burst into tears. “Although I was past the 24-week abortion limit, I was offered a termination because the defect was so serious. “This would have meant ­injecting Jamie in the womb with a drug to stop his heart and then carrying on with the pregnancy so Lucy would be born alive. “But there was no way I could go through with it – I decided if he were going to die I’d rather he died naturally at birth. “The next couple of weeks were so hard – I’d lie in bed ­feeling both babies kicking with tears streaming down my face.” At 34 weeks, Leanne’s waters broke and she had a Caesarean at a hospital near her home in Nuneaton, Cheshire. She said: “Lucy came first and two minutes later I had Jamie. “I expected the doctors to say he was dead but instead he gave a loud cry. “A nurse showed him to me – I was horrified as the hole seemed to take up most of his face.” Lucy, who weighed 5lb, was taken to a special care unit for monitoring. But Jamie was put in a cot next to his mum. Leanne said: “A midwife told me it was likely that as the hole on Jamie’s face was an open wound he’d pass away in the night. “She added it was unlikely Jamie would be able to feed. But I felt so sorry for him I gave him a cuddle. And he was obviously hungry so I gave him a bottle of milk.” To her amazement the newborn guzzled the lot. Leanne stayed in hospital for a week.


She said: “It sounds cruel but every day the doctors seemed surprised he was still alive. “I think they truly believed the best thing for him was to pass away quietly.” On the day she left, Leanne said she was given three choices: “Leave him to see out the rest of his days in a hospice, leave him in hospital or bring him home to die. “But by now I’d bonded with Jamie – he was my son and it was as if I no longer saw the hole. “All I could see was my ­beautiful baby boy, Lucy’s ­adorable brother. The thought of leaving him behind was ­unthinkable. At least he would die with his mum at his side.” But the following months took their toll. Leanne said: “His brain-fluid constantly leaked through the hole and all the skin peeled off his face. “Taking him out was ­impossible because he looked so terrible and feeding Jamie his bottles of milk took hours.” Yet despite everything, Jamie put on weight – and even began to smile. And at four months Leanne took him back to see the consultant. This time, impressed that Jamie seemed to be ­flourishing, the doctor discussed having a pioneering seven-hour operation to ease his brains back into his skull and close the hole. Leanne said: “The problem – and why they hadn’t attempted the surgery before – was that it was so dangerous. “It could kill him or he could be left severely brain-damaged. “But because the hole in his head was open he couldn’t go on like he was – eventually he’d get an infection and die. So ­agonisingly I agreed.” The op was a success. Leanne said: “When Jamie opened his eyes and looked at me with his usual knowing look, I knew I’d made the right decision.” Jamie had to spend seven weeks in hospital. Since then he’s needed another op to make sure the hole is sealed for good and he’s had eye surgery to unblock his tear-ducts. Leanne said: “When he was a baby doctors had no idea whether he’d walk or talk. But by the time he was three he was walking and he is now talking.” Last September Jamie, who is still small for his age, started at a school for children with ­learning difficulties – and he’s coming on in leaps and bounds. Leanne said: “He adores football, playing on his iPad and he has so many friends. “With such determination to beat all the odds, I know Jamie’s future is bright. “He’s already proved he can cope with whatever life throws at him. I’m so proud of him.” Foetal expert Dr Bryan Beattie, of Cardiff’s University Hospital of Wales, said: “It’s remarkable this little boy has done so well.”

My ex-soldier husband Trevor is becoming a woman - and she's still the love of my life.

Mum-of-three Victoria is helping 'Treva' to live as a woman.

Browsing through a rack of summer dresses, Victoria and Treva look like ­girlfriends on a shopping spree. But Treva used to be Trevor – a hard-bitten Army veteran who saw action in the Falklands... and Victoria is her wife. Yet despite Treva’s ­decision to change sex, taking hormones which have caused her to grow B-cup breasts, they say they are happier than ever as a couple. Now mum-of-three Victoria, 39, is helping Treva, 41, to live as a woman. “With Treva, I have the best of both worlds,” says Victoria. “She is still the love of my life, the same person inside, but now I also have a best friend who I can talk about make-up and clothes with. Of course I was absolutely shocked when she first told me. “But now we are both going through the journey of her sex change together. I am as thrilled as she is to see her developing breasts and a new ­figure.” Treva, who out of ­desperation to become a woman once took ­Victoria’s contraceptive pills, says: “Telling ­Victoria I wanted to change sex was the hardest thing I’ve ever done. It is such a relief that she is standing by me.” Now the couple even share their wardrobe. “We both have a huge passion for shoes,” says Victoria. “We often swap clothes – we have the same tastes. We both love ­casual clothes, although Treva prefers to wear full make-up every day and always has her nails perfectly manicured.”

Treva has also had ­plastic surgery to look more feminine. The couple took out a £4,500 loan, and seven weeks ago she had an op to make her nose smaller. She also plans to have £3,500 surgery to make her forehead less prominent. Victoria first met Trevor when they were at school in Boston, Lincolnshire. She was 13, he was 15... and there were no sign he was ­anything but masculine. She says: “Trevor was known as a tough bloke who everyone looked up to and no one would cross. I ­developed quite a crush on him and for a few weeks we had a typical teenage romance with a few stolen kisses.” But within a few weeks Trevor had left town, signing up with the Royal Engineers. Over the next 23 years he became a Lance Corporal, serving in Bosnia, Kenya and the Falklands. “I married and had a son, now aged 21,” says Victoria, who works as a carer. “When that marriage ended I met someone else and had two more children, who are now 10 and six. Trevor also had various girlfriends and married when he was 24.”

But they never forgot each other and kept in touch for those two decades. “Trevor would suddenly ring out of the blue and when he was back on leave we’d sometimes meet up,” Victoria says. “Sometimes years went by when we didn’t see one another. “When we did, the attraction was incredibly strong but nothing happened because each time one of us was with someone else.” However, in September 2006 Victoria received an email from Trevor that rocked her world... telling her he wanted to become a woman. Shocked, Victoria emailed back to ask if he was joking. But, she says: “When he sent me photos of painted nails I knew it was for real.” Treva says: “Ever since I was a teenager I’d always felt something wasn’t right because I didn’t seem to fit with men or women. “But in those days there was no ­information about men who wanted to become women. “So I kept any feelings to myself. There was no way I could have confided at the time to any of my Army ­colleagues. “I’d always had a secret stash of women’s clothes. My first wife had no idea but when she went out I’d sometimes dress up in them and just sit around the house. “In hindsight it was the only time I felt truly comfortable.” After the revelation, the number of emails between Victoria and Trevor dwindled. For three years they lost touch altogether and Treva admits she was worried that their friendship had been ruined. But by May 2010, Trevor’s 15-year marriage had ended and when he emailed her out of the blue, Victoria’s relationship with her youngest children’s father was on the rocks too. Treva says: “I’d never been able to get Victoria out of my mind. She’d always been the one person I could confide in.” Victoria was thrilled to be back in touch with Trevor. She says: “Talking with him I realised it didn’t matter he still wanted to change sex. He was my first love, a soulmate.” Shortly after Victoria’s partner moved out she started dating Trevor. Then, on New Year’s Eve 2011, ­Victoria made him up as a woman for the first time. She says: “It was a very intimate moment – and I proposed. “Years ago Trevor had asked me to marry him but I turned him down ­because I’d only just come out of my first marriage. Now the time was right. I was delighted when he accepted.” Within six months she and her ­children moved to live with Trevor, who was still living as a man at his Army base in Waterbeach, Cambridgeshire. And in September 2011 they married in a small register office ceremony. “On our wedding day Trevor was still living as a man... and we made love as man and wife. No one knew our secret but I already knew that I’d support him with his change of sex.” Soon afterwards Trevor retired from the Army and started to dress as a woman every day. Victoria says: “I could immediately see how much happier Trevor was as a ­woman. As a man he was a typical quiet reserved British man but as Treva she was much more outgoing, chatty and relaxed.” The first step of the transformation was to get rid of body hair. “That took a whole day,” says Victoria. “Then she began taking my contraceptive pills, which I’d researched on the internet could help male-to-female transsexuals. “The female hormones helped her to start to grow breasts, softened her skin and thickened her hair.” Then they went shopping together, with Victoria helping 5ft 7in Treva to choose clothes to flatter her figure and apply make-up. They also visited the children’s school to tell teachers about the sex change. “We were honest with the children,” says Victoria. “We simply told them that Trevor felt he was a woman trapped in a man’s body and was going to change sex. “The school has been completely ­supportive and the children, who still regularly see their dad, who has remarried, have accepted Treva,” she says. Despite this, Victoria admits she and Treva do sometimes get odd looks and stares when they go out together. “We decided it was because some of Treva’s facial features were still quite masculine. She had a large nose for a woman and we both decided it would look more feminine if she had cosmetic surgery to make it smaller.” Now, instead of contraceptive pills, Treva takes female hormones, which ­Victoria has found for sale online. “As well as breasts, she has a more ­womanly shape with hips and a smaller waist,” she says. Treva now hopes to have implant surgery to create larger breasts, and to be accepted on to the NHS waiting list for gender ­reassignment surgery to remove her penis and create a vagina. The couple, who live in Peterborough, admit many friends and family were ­initially shocked. “Trevor was the last man anyone would ever imagine would want to become a woman,” says Victoria. “But now people have got to know Treva, they are more understanding. In fact some of our friends are old Army colleagues. “They still call Treva her old Army ­nickname, Arthur Askey, but no one bats an eyelid now.” They plan to stay married and Victoria is writing a book about their experience. Victoria adds: “As Treva has taken the hormones, she can no longer make love as a man. “But as two women together we still do have an intimate and sexual relationship. To me she is the same wonderful person. “In fact we are happier than ever ­together. Trevor becoming Treva has only brought us closer.”


Friday, 7 June 2013

Astonishing picture of baby born inside amniotic sac in ultra rare phenomenon.

Greek doctor says he was left "breathless" by the "ultra rare" moment captured on camera.

Astonishing picture of baby born inside amniotic sac in ultra rare phenomenon 5 Jun 2013 17:20 Greek doctor says he was left "breathless" by the "ultra rare" moment captured on camera Dr Aris Tsigris This is the incredible rare moment a baby was born still inside its amniotic sac. Greek doctor Dr Aris Tsigris posted the picture on Facebook after delivering the baby via caesarean section in Athens. Dr Tsigris said that because the baby was still encased in the sac it would not have even realised it had been born. During the early stages of labour, the amniotic sac breaks, which is commonly referred to as a mother's "water breaking". Dr Tsigris said he was left "breathless" by the "ultra rare" moment and added that there was no risk to the baby as it was still getting food from the placenta. As soon as the sac was broken the baby started breathing on its own.


Thursday, 6 June 2013

My anorexia battle: I survived on an apple and laxatives then my baby saved my life.


In her desperation to look her best in a bikini, she started skipping meals, dieting to an extreme and making herself sick

Emma Stewart still remembers how excited she was about her first holiday abroad when she was 15. The sun, sea and sand were beckoning, but in her desperation to look her best in a bikini, she started skipping meals, dieting to an extreme and making herself sick. Her short trip to Greece plunged Emma into an anorexia nightmare, and she spent years going in and out of hospital. At her worst, Emma survived on just one apple and 150 laxatives a day as her weight plummeted close to four stone. Warning her she could die, doctors even force-fed her through a tube. They also warned that she was destroying her chances of ever having a child. It was a thought that terrified her... until her miracle daughter Kacy was born. More than two years on from the surprise pregnancy, the 25-year-old sales assistant credits Kacy with bringing her back from the brink of death. She says: “I feel so lucky to still be alive and to have such a beautiful little girl. "I’ve lost friends to this illness and while I know I will never fully be rid of those anorexic feelings, I only have to look at Kacy and I feel strong. She helps me more than any doctor can.” Looking back, Emma, of Elgin, in Moray, north east Scotland, explains that she cannot understand why she was desperate to slim down so much 10 years ago. A petite 5ft 1ins and weighing 7st 10lbs at the time, she says it is hard to comprehend how she ever felt she had a weight problem when her best friend Julie and her family invited her along on their break in Greece.

She says: “I was convinced I needed to be skinny to look good in a bikini. I started obsessing about my weight and what I’d look like sunbathing. "I was convinced I was too heavy, so I started skipping meals and making myself sick whenever Mum forced me to sit down and eat a family meal.” In just two months Emma’s weight dropped to 6st 5lbs. She says: “When I finally went on holiday I thought I looked great in my bikini, but in truth I felt weak and dizzy.” Forced to sit down and eat three meals a day with Julie and her family, Emma started making herself sick. The secret came out after she blocked the hotel’s toilets and once back home, Julie’s mum Donna told Emily’s family about her eating disorder. Emma says: “Mum was devastated and marched me to the GP who insisted on regular check-ups to monitor my weight. “But I knew I just wanted to get thinner and thinner. I felt like a failure because I’d been caught before I could reach my goal of three stone. I’d read about a girl who had got to that weight and had set myself the same goal.” Under her mum’s watch, Emma knew she had to find a new way to slim, as skipping meals would no longer work. Then she heard about a girl who used laxatives to keep her weight down. She says: “It was the perfect solution. I went to the doctor, said I was constipated and he prescribed some. I was so excited.” Finishing the bottle in two days, she bought more from a pharmacy and was soon swallowing 150 a day. “The weight was melting off me,” she says. “I spent hours on the loo and the cramps were terrible – but as long as my tummy was flat I didn’t care. I’d even take them while I was at school.” But when the chemist refused to serve her a few weeks later, Emma was devastated. “By that point Mum had become wise to what I was up to and took me back to the GP.” Emma was referred to a young persons’ eating disorders unit soon after. But instead of helping, it gave her a crash-course in how to shed even more weight. She says: “The other patients were all so devious. One girl even helped me hide my food in the bins. “I started taking part in competitions to see who could scrape most butter off their toast, and who could burn the most calories, without the nurses noticing. I’d hide laxatives in my shoes and socks.” Even when her doctor told her she was ruining her health and her chances of having a baby she could not see sense. She says: “I didn’t listen. All I cared about was being skinny. When I looked in the mirror I just saw disgusting fat. "I’d always wanted to be a mum, but the thought of being pregnant and getting fat was terrifying. "I’d measure my legs and if I couldn’t get my hand round my thigh I knew I had to lose weight.”

Emma spent 10 months in the unit, even taking her GCSEs there. She only started putting on weight when she realised she would never be discharged unless she did. But when she left, at 7st 7lbs, she had no intention of keeping the weight on. After starting college, Emma carried on taking laxatives, visiting different supermarkets to avoid arousing suspicions. She started using the gym daily, and within a few months she was back down to six stone, surviving on one apple a day and 60 laxatives. The next few years were punctuated with hospital stays, and the sudden death of her brother Colin in November 2005 saw her stop eating altogether. Her weight hit 4st 7lbs and she was detained under the Mental Health Act and force-fed through a tube in hospital. She says: “I couldn’t cope with the grief. It was my lowest point. I pulled the feeding tube out all the time, longing to be dead if I couldn’t be thin.” It was a pal’s visit that finally gave Emma strength. The friend had got a tattoo of Emma’s name on her ankle. She says: “I realised everyone thought I was going to die. I couldn’t believe it. It was a wake-up call and I started getting better.” Once back at a healthy eight stone, Emma moved into her own flat, and on a night out in July 2009 she met roofer David, now 26. Emma explains: “I’d spent so long hating myself and my body, I’d given up on the idea of a relationship. But David made me see a future that didn’t revolve around being thin. “I was still having bad days, bingeing and purging, but David made me more accepting of my body. I had my first McDonald’s since I was 14. We were so happy and moved in together, the only thing missing was a baby.” With the doctor’s words ringing in her ears, Emma feared she and David would never get the family they longed for. She says: “I’d been taking 150 laxatives a day at one point – it was obvious my body couldn’t cope with a baby.” But Emma got a welcome surprise. She says: “Although I was on the pill my cycle had been erratic for years because of my eating problems. When I missed a period I never thought I’d be pregnant but I took a test anyway. “I couldn’t speak when it came up positive. Mum said it was a blessing and I broke down in tears.” Emma’s joy was mixed with dread – putting on weight terrified her. She says: “I cared about the life growing inside me, but I still had days when I made myself sick. I was 7st 7lbs and my eating disorder still had a hold on me.” But as her pregnancy progressed, Emma felt like she was getting some control back. She says: “As soon as I saw the first scan I realised I had to eat, for my baby. I knew it was my last chance to make a go of my life.” Emma worked with a dietician to follow a meal plan that would mean her baby received all the ­nutrients it needed – three meals a day, two snacks and a milky drink at night. And by the time Kacy was born in June 2011, at 7lb 12oz, Emma herself was 11st 7lbs. She says: “Kacy was my priority, not my body. I was too busy being the best mum I could be to worry about laxatives and purging – she was so much more important.” Two years on and weighing 8st 10lbs, Emma feels she has shut a door on her anorexia. She says: “Whenever I get tempted to not eat, I look at Kacy and the longing to purge or starve myself goes. "Kacy truly saved my life and has given it a whole new meaning.”