Tuesday Brady was being awfully fussy with what I thought was teething. That night, thinking that he was trying to coax me into another night sleeping on the couch, I decided to try sleep training him. However, when his crying persisted for over two hours I gave in and held him all night to help him stay comfortable and asleep.
The next morning he slept ALL morning long (That's what you get for staying up all night!) I got him up and tried to get him to eat something. He wasn't really interested and just wanted to nap. (Man, I was anxious for these teeth to pop through but there was no sign of them!) We went to my dad's house for our weekly survivor party which he slept through. (Great, I was going to be up ALL night now that he had slept all day!) When he slept through the night I started realizing this was more than teeth.
I finally went to wake him up and he was just laying there staring at the ceiling. He didn't even raise his arms as a signal that he was ready to get out of bed. I didn't get any smile when Kimber peaked through the slats of the crib. This was getting very concerning. I brought him out to the couch where he just laid, the expression on his face not changing even in the slightest, and basically stared at my phone until the pediatrician's office opened up. I scheduled Brady for the first appointment they had available, early that afternoon.
When I took Brady in Dr Brown gave him a good look over. He couldn't find anything wrong other than his subdued mood. He told me there was a bad stomach bug going around and if I could take him home and get him to eat something, ANYTHING then maybe we would be able to avoid landing in the ER for an IV.
I stopped by my dad's house where Kimber was being babysat and decided to try there so I didn't have so far to drive when this plan failed. (I had a feeling in my gut it was going to fail.) We tried applesauce which he threw up. We tried formula, which he threw up. When he threw up it was a dark reddish brown, it looked exactly like prune juice. I called the pediatrician's office again and they told me if he threw up one more time we needed to go to the emergency room. As soon as I hung up the phone he puked EVERYWHERE! That was that, we headed in.
I was still hopeful that maybe he was just extremely dehydrated and needed some fluids to get ahead of whatever bug this was that was totally kicking his butt. The ER doctors wanted to see me try to feed him and see if a little zofran would help him keep it down. As soon as the formula hit his stomach it came right back up. About this time I started thinking "Maybe he just REALLY needs to poop!" I convinced them to give him a suppository but that didn't yield any results which I thought was a little odd... They hooked him up to an IV and we hung out for about four hours before trying again. The same thing happened so we were admitted.
Early the next morning, despite not having anything in his stomach he started throwing up A LOT. Our nurse was trying to help me catch it all in his hospital gown when it turned into the dark prune juice vomit I had been worried about earlier. I looked at her and asked "Does that smell like poop to you?"
When our pediatrician rounded that morning he was very surprised to find that the 12 hours of fluids hadn't perked Brady up a bit. He threw his hands up and said "Ok mom, so far I've been wrong and you've been right. So what do YOU think we should do?" I told him "I think he needs to poop!"
An x-ray revealed that, even though he didn't have a hard distended belly, Brady was full of poop! So Dr Brown ordered an enema. A few moments after the enema was given Brady pooped straight blood. An ultrasound was ordered to try to find the problem. I knew it was relatively serious, not just because of the research on GI complications I've had to do for Kimber, but by the fact that Dr Brown stood right outside the door for both the xray and ultrasound.
After the ultrasound Dr Brown walked in and said "Well, you were right! This is a VERY sick little guy." After he explained the condition he explained that it was not something he was comfortable treating here in Logan and so we were transferred to Primary Children's.
So that's the missing part of the story! Brady is doing so well. He was able to keep down the pedialite I gave him this evening so we are hoping to graduate to formula sometime tomorrow! Thank you for your continued prayers and support! I'm anxious to get home with BOTH my kids!
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