Brody has been admitted into the hospital.
Sunday night at 11pm Brody woke up crying. This has never happened so Ricky and I both went to check on him. He was a blueish color and was in severe pain. We scooped him up and got him into the kitchen. He kept holding his breath for so long he was turning blue because of the pain. We got the girls up and loaded everyone and rushed to St. Lukes in The Woodlands. Because of his status, we took priority over everyone and had no wait. They took an XRay of his chest and stomach. His chest film showed he either had Pneumonia or a constriction in his right lung. His stomach XRAY showed either a possible blockage or that his intestines had "telescoped" into itself. They started and IV and gave him Morphine for the pain which didn't help and started papers to transfer him to Texas Children's. Ricky took the girls home around 2:30am. They were so exhausted but so well behaved and sweet.
Brody and I got to ride in an ambulance siren, lights, and all. We arrived at TCH at 4am. Then Brody decided to drop his breathing saturation down to 86! which scared the crap out of everyone and was immediately put on oxygen. They gave him more morphine for pain but this time doubled the dosage from what he got at St. Lukes. That helped but didn't really make the pain go away. They scheduled us for an ultrasound of his stomach. Around 6am we were wheel chaired back to ultrasound. It was a very painful experience for him because touch would bring him so much pain. At 7am the ER doctors came in and said we would be staying at least one night, that he either had a telescoped intestine or blockage in his intestine and that the surgery team would be called. We waited and waited. Ricky showed up around 10am. He had to wait for the nanny to get to the house and get everything situated there before he could come up. We moved into a room around 11. The inpatient Hospitalist came to visit and were more convinced that he had extreme constipation.
A very long story short, Brody had extreme constipation although he never stopped pooping. They were able to wean him off oxygen late last night and he was able to come home this afternoon.
It has been one hell of a ride the past couple days. The moment the machines started going off about his oxygen levels and they had to put oxygen on him, I felt I was in hell reliving the horrible experience of the NICU. I pretty much lost it. Oxygen levels are nothing I want to ever have to worry about again. It was so hard seeing Brody in so much pain but I'll tell you one thing, that kid has one hell of a pain tolerance. I compare what he was going through with labor. He would hold his breath to try to get through the pain and would exhale so loudly because he was hurting so bad. He really didn't cry at all. He is one strong and brave boy.
Another thing I didn't want to ever relive was not having my family under the same roof. I don't like it one bit and I am so happy and thankful we are all together again today.
I'll update again soon.
KP
