So this morning I went to the hospital to find that Dawson was already moved to PCMC. It is always alarming to walk into a room and have your baby missing. That happened twice today. Later I came back to see Mallory and she was missing from her room. After a little searching I found her in room 8, that is where the good babies go, maybe someday she will go home. My new goal is that my babies go home before they cut teeth. Time is actually going by fast so I won't complain to much and hopefully they will be done soon.
I talked to the surgeon today. He said that Dawson's retracting stoma is extremely rare. They don't normally have that happen. I think I could blame it on the nurses and say they weren't watching him close enough or taking good care of it while I was away, but I won't. My gut feeling is that this is the Lords work. We will find out tomorrow what he had in mind. For some reason our little boy needed his surgery now, not in 2 more weeks, as scheduled.
They should take Dawson in at about 8am or so. It could be anytime in the morning really. However, I think he is first on the schedule so we will see. The surgeon said that there is a little cup type thing around the stoma on the inside to prevent poop from getting inside of his bowel. However, there is a chance that it can leak and if the poop gets in his tummy we will have a whole lot of trouble on our hands. The acid in it will cause for more removal of his intestines, which will be very bad. My feeling is that this is not the case, but we will know tomorrow after the surgery. I will make a post tomorrow after the surgery to let you all know how it went. Please pray for our sweet boy, ALOT!!
Mallory had a good day. She nursed this morning then when I came back she had a nice long bath and loved every second of it. She sat back and closed her eyes and let me scrub her hair and get her all clean and pretty. When I flipped her over to wash her back and her bum she let out a long audible sigh. I knew she was loving being pampered! She was tapped today again. Hopefully these will stop soon. Everytime they do it they say that they think that it will be the last. One of these days one of these will really be the last. That will be great!
Well I am going to bed now. I have to get back to the hospital around 7:30 am for a very long day. Please remember us in your prayers. We love you all!
Love, Amy
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