3.30.2010

PH Probe

Sawyer got a PH Probe done yesterday. I had to take him to Primary Children's and had a noodle lookin tube placed in his nose and down his throat to the top of his stomach. The poor baby screamed his stinkin guts out as the nurse was putting it in. I had to hold him down which was torture. He kept looking at me like 'why are you doing this to me?' Broke my heart. The nurse couldn't get the tape to stay in place so she kept trying and it kept pulling the tube in and out. Ugh. Then he had to be taken to x-ray to make sure the tube was in the right place. He screamed bloody murder when they took him from me and they basically ripped my shirt out of his hand he was holding on so tight. For the first little while we had to use "No No's" which were little braces they put on his arms to keep him from bending at the elbow and pulling on the tube. He hated those. After a little while he was ok. He even took a little power nap so I could sneak away and eat. Look how precious and kinda sad he was....He was only allowed to drink filtered apple juice every 4 hours. I had to be extra careful so he would not see me drinking or eating or he got very upset and wanted some. That was so hard to watch him only be able to drink.

The night was hell. Scuse my language but it was. He did better than I expected but i didn't sleep much. I shared the hospital bed with him so I was constantly worrying about his monitor and making sure he didn't rub his tube or yank on it. They had to feed him at 2:30 am. Nightmare. It took me probably 10 minutes to get him to wake up so he could drink. He finally did and zonked again. Unfortunately, I was still awake. People were so noisy outside our door. I wanted to yell out to them to go to sleep or get away from our door. I kinda dozed off here and there but never was completely asleep. 6:30am rolled around so it was time to wake up Sawyer and give him more juice. Brandon had spent the night with us on the couch and it was time for him to leave. He got ready and when he left Sawyer cried and cried. He wanted to go with his dadda. I was worried that he wasn't going to go back to sleep but he ended up sleeping for a few more hours.


Around 10am they brought a complimentary breakfast of juice, donut, and bagel to me and I had to hide everything. I felt so bad. Sawyer saw them and wanted to eat them. I was able to sneak away and grab a bite to eat a little later but kept the donut for when he could eat it! Sawyer's last feeding was suppose to be at 2:30 but the nurse never came. I went to the front desk to ask them to come feed him but my nurse was no where in sight. After waiting a half hour and trying to calm my starving child I took initiative and got him some juice. You don't make an 18 month old kid wait to be fed. Especially, when they are tired, ornery, annoyed with the tube in their nose and they haven't had anything solid in a day. I buzzed the nurse in and asked them when we were going to be released. She said she would find our nurse and have him come talk to us. Another half hour later he finally came in. He had me sign our release form and had Sawyer lay on the bed. All he said was "This is going to hurt buddy" and RIP! He just tore off the tape that was on his face and yanked the tube right out of him! I couldn't believe it! He was not gentle whatsoever. The tape even made Sawyer bleed. By that time I was ready to punch this guy in the nose. He could have at least tried to remove the tape with at least SOME gentleness. Ugh. When Sawyer got it out I cuddled him then gave him a roll to eat! He was thrilled! He was eating it like he hadn't eaten in years! I got all our junk together and we walked to the car. When I put him in the car he was so excited to be leaving! We drove a little way away from the hospital and I looked in my mirror and he was zonked.... with the roll still in his mouth! Poor thing! It was adorable though! Thankfully, they had lots of toys to keep him busy.

When we got home he was so glad to be home! I also gave him that chocolate donut I saved for him too! I think he deserved it after what he went through. That sugar gave him a little bit of a buzz I am thinking. The rest of the night he was hyper! It was great! Hopefully we will hear from the doctor Wednesday. So glad that little test is done. Now we get to go to Goblin Valley and have a little fun...... if the weather cooperates that is.

2 comments:

kim said...

Poor Little Guy! I hate when nurses are not gentle. I am so glad it is all over with!! Good thing he has a very strong mama. He is soooooo cute. :)

I hope you made it to Goblin Valley!

Erika and Kevin said...

That is the saddest thing! Poor little guy! I hope everything turns out great! When Ethan was 9 months old his Doctor wanted us to get an MRI of his head cause it was over the 100 percentile, and it made him a little concerned! It all turned out ok, turned out he just has a HUGE head, but it was one of the worst things I have had to go through (so far) as a mom! They had to put him out to go through the machine, it was the saddest thing to watch! I hope everything turns out ok for your little man!