I don't think I've written about what's being going on with Isaiah. Unfortunately, he kind of got overshadowed by Ruff...you know...getting run over. Poor kid.
For several weeks (like, 3) Isaiah would wake up from his nap and say he didn't feel good. He told me his head hurt and his heart was squeezing. I have NO idea what that's supposed to mean, but it kind of freaked me out. I know they had heard a couple different types of murmurs when he was checked out after he was born, but I had not heard anything about it since then. We've also been to 4 different doctor's offices since the practice that came to the hospital. It could be no one at the new place knew about it.
So, I brought him to the doctor. She did not hear a murmur (yay) and sent us to the local children's hospital for an EKG and chest x-ray to make sure there wasn't anything going on that wouldn't be obvious from listening. She said a lot of times with kids things that seem like cardiac problems are actually GI related. We talked about low grade allergies also being a factor in some way. His frequent nose bleeds also seemed to point to whatever she was talking about. So, I wasn't too worried when we left the doctor.
The next day, Ruff gets run over. We still managed to get Isaiah to the hospital for his stuff and promptly didn't think anything more of it. Poor kid was sort of put on the back burner because of the dog (Sorry, Isaiah!). Then there was Thanksgiving. And we didn't hear anything more. "No news is good news" from doctors, so it didn't come back up.
Until yesterday. I got home and saw Jeremy had written down "admitting" and a phone number. I asked him about it and he said that the hospital had called and wanted us to go back in for a "consultation". It's not supposed to be urgent, but we have to go back with Isaiah sometime.
Cue freak out. I don't care if it's "not urgent" you want me to COME BACK with my kid because of SOMETHING. Something isn't right...maybe it isn't dire, but if we're going back something isn't right.
And the soonest they can get us in? January 3rd. A MONTH AWAY!!
Ohmygosh please let my little boy be okay! Please, please, please. It's like those dark fears that overtake me sometimes are coming true! I realize I might be overreacting but....shit...WHY do they want us to go back?
Guess we will find out in a month. I'm going to be a wreck before then.
For several weeks (like, 3) Isaiah would wake up from his nap and say he didn't feel good. He told me his head hurt and his heart was squeezing. I have NO idea what that's supposed to mean, but it kind of freaked me out. I know they had heard a couple different types of murmurs when he was checked out after he was born, but I had not heard anything about it since then. We've also been to 4 different doctor's offices since the practice that came to the hospital. It could be no one at the new place knew about it.
So, I brought him to the doctor. She did not hear a murmur (yay) and sent us to the local children's hospital for an EKG and chest x-ray to make sure there wasn't anything going on that wouldn't be obvious from listening. She said a lot of times with kids things that seem like cardiac problems are actually GI related. We talked about low grade allergies also being a factor in some way. His frequent nose bleeds also seemed to point to whatever she was talking about. So, I wasn't too worried when we left the doctor.
The next day, Ruff gets run over. We still managed to get Isaiah to the hospital for his stuff and promptly didn't think anything more of it. Poor kid was sort of put on the back burner because of the dog (Sorry, Isaiah!). Then there was Thanksgiving. And we didn't hear anything more. "No news is good news" from doctors, so it didn't come back up.
Until yesterday. I got home and saw Jeremy had written down "admitting" and a phone number. I asked him about it and he said that the hospital had called and wanted us to go back in for a "consultation". It's not supposed to be urgent, but we have to go back with Isaiah sometime.
Cue freak out. I don't care if it's "not urgent" you want me to COME BACK with my kid because of SOMETHING. Something isn't right...maybe it isn't dire, but if we're going back something isn't right.
And the soonest they can get us in? January 3rd. A MONTH AWAY!!
Ohmygosh please let my little boy be okay! Please, please, please. It's like those dark fears that overtake me sometimes are coming true! I realize I might be overreacting but....shit...WHY do they want us to go back?
Guess we will find out in a month. I'm going to be a wreck before then.
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