Tuesday, October 16, 2007

Full of Crap, Extended Version

Okay, so I gave you the nuts and bolts version of the events of Sunday night and Monday but what I left out was that it was a horrible, horrible day. Horrible. One of the worst days I have had as a parent.

Unfortunately, RxMan and I have spent a lot of time in hospitals with Her Highness. See, she has asthma and reflux. The two illnesses together, coupled with allergies, made for one sick little girl for a long, long time.

Yesterday, as I sat in the waiting room waiting to hear if my nine month old son would need surgery a lot of uncertainty resurfaced that defined my life for HH's first 5 years. It was scary. And, as much as I wanted to be with my son, comforting him in a way that only a mommy can, I wasn't able to. I couldn't bear to witness the agony that he was going through; my own fear and trepidation would have only upset him more.

He, intuitive in that baby way, sensed that mommy wasn't the strong one yesterday. He was a daddy's boy. All day long. Daddy was the strong one; the one The Conqueror needed. I was so grateful that RxMan was there with us. So often, his freaking job pulls him away from us when there is "stuff" but not yesterday. Thank God.

My son was a limp rag doll for the biggest part of the day on Monday. He was in great pain and just lay on my husband in a way that he hasn't since he was weeks old. It frightened me. He didn't smile or shout out. He didn't wave. It was heart wrenching. Poor little man.

The radiologist assured us that these kind of things just sometimes happen. It wasn't something we did. Or didn't do. Some kids just have this happen. It may never happen again, he said. But, he also said, that this was a very severe and serious case of impaction and in just a few days it could have become dangerous.

But, as is so often the case in parenting, it was all worth it. The good news is that he is better today!! He is like the baby that used to live in my home. He is pleasant and a playing fool. He has been giggling and cooing and chasing our evil cat. It seems that the problem is fixed. We have to add a stool softener and more things like prunes and more juice but, hopefully, he will never experience another episode such as this again.

Thank you for all of your kind words, nice readers...

5 comments:

WorksForMom said...

OH no. you poor thing, our son has reflux and it's awful (for the child and the parents). Sending you positive thoughts...

The Egel Nest said...

Thanks for the full poop...

I also wish you all the best...


Bradley
The Egel Nest

Patois said...

How horrible for you. What an intuitive boy. I hope it never happens to you and yours again.

MamaMichelsBabies said...

I'm hoping this is his last episode with this, and if it isn't, at least now you know what to look for. Nothing is worse then not knowing. And sometimes I too force Ug to be "that parent" cause sometimes it's to much for me as well. Nothings wrong with that, that's why there are two of you. One to stand when the other needs to sit.

Toni said...

Thanks for such nice comments. So far, so good. The Conqueror is doing well.