September 15, 2013
Night Trippin' It
Oh dear. I much preferred last week's Saturday activities to this week's. And, since I've already shared the details with Jared and written a version of the happenings in Isaac's journal (and am therefore a little sick of recounting it), you get the Reader's Digest version here.
Jared went to a LAN party on Saturday and Kyah went with him. Isaac had complained of stomach aches the night before and off and on through the day, but still ran out to play with his friends all day, so I didn't think much of it. Then, at dinner time, he didn't want to eat. This is not normal. During clean-up time I heard him saying "Ow. Ow" when he thought I wasn't around, cringing and having the occasional tear drop from his eye. So, I laid him down and felt around his abdomen, trying to ascertain where the pain was. It hurt most on the lower right side-- appendix territory. So, although loss of appetite was the only symptom of appendicitis he had besides the pain (no fever, nausea, vomiting, diarrhea), I called Jared home at about 8:30pm and took Isaac to urgent care, just to be sure. At urgent care I started thinking that maybe the boy was just constipated. Dr. ordered an x-ray that ruled out constipation. Dr. didn't feel good about waiting it out though, and advised me to drive up to Primary Children's ER for an ultrasound and labs. It was 11pm at this point. Primary Children's is 45 min away, and I was pretty sure that our local ER could do an ultrasound, so we stayed local instead of making the drive.
At the ER, after relaying his history and symptoms to 6 different people, waiting off and on (mostly on) for 4 1/2 hours, and putting Isaac through 2 heplocks (they hurt his arm so badly-- more than his belly sometimes!), a CBC, an ultrasound (which pushed on his painful belly), and a pretty brutal CT scan, we were told it wasn't appendicitis. Hurrah. It was 3:30am when we left the ER and we were soooo tired. But, Dr. visits mean shakes in our family, so we stopped by McDonalds (because Isaac was starting to get an appetite and was finally allowed to eat again), only to find their ice cream machine wasn't working. See? Told you it was not a great night. We ended up going to Smiths where we found a bag of candy corn that, fortunately, more than made up for the missed shake.
I am so glad that Isaac woke up after a good 9 hours of sleep with no pain, because I was not looking forward to more procedures to figure out what else it might be. And, I am grateful for the good people who supported Isaac through this all-- Jared's LAN party buddy who watched Kyah for 24 hours, Jared who came home to be with the other kids, and especially the nurse, Jeff, and CT tech, Gavin, at the hospital who did their very best to comfort Isaac and keep him informed, optimistic, happy, and encouraged. And, I'm grateful for Isaac who, during the ordeal couldn't really find a silver lining, but as soon as we were on the way home said "Thanks Mom. Thanks for taking care of me." and "You know Mom, if you ever get hurt I want to take care of you." I love that boy.
No pictures of the ordeal, but here is a pic of the boy with his new cars that he got at the ER. He got the first one (kind of a puzzle that you can construct, but with real wheels and a motor of sorts) when the nurse felt bad after giving Isaac the heploc. Jeff told him it wouldn't hurt, but since it did, he got the car as a peace offering. The green Hot Wheel he got after the CT scan. Like I said, it was rough, so they felt he deserved another one.