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I suppose I should make a brief post while I have a chance. So, to fill everyone in.....
Scotty had his surgery on the 16th. All went well. He had a lot of pain at first but gradually got better and we got into a routine with the tube feedings. Then on Sunday (two days ago) he went for a walk with Tom. Now, the tube hung out of his belly a couple of inches above his bellybutton and down to about penis level (we actually called it his double ding-ding because he'd have to move one to the side to go pee). So it ended up hanging just a few inches below his shirt and really didn't get in the way or get caught on anything.....until he was riding on Tom's shoulders. Tom went to pull him down, the tube got caught at his neck/shoulder crease and got yanked out. Holy shot, the kid had a hole in his stomach....it was like a gun shot wound! OK, really it probably wasn't that bad, but it sure seemed like it. He had blood and stomach contents leaking out of his belly and down the front of his clothes.
Needless to say, we packed a towel on it and called 911. Two firetrucks came and then the ambulance came. They rushed us to the hospital. The hospital staff (this is our small local hospital) had no idea what to do. So the doc ended up calling the surgeon across the bridge where we had the surgery done. He told them to put gauze over it (even with a hunk of his insides hanging out....it was crazy looking) and then we ran him to the surgeon across the bridge for emergency surgery yesterday. He handled the surgery like a champ. He was awake from the anesthesia within half an hour and immediately asked when he could go to the playroom and play Mario Kart Double Dash on the nintendo. He didn't even require TYLENOL. They let us go home within a coupple of hours because he was doing so well.
When we got home, I wasn't supposed to feed him right away, but the kid was starving. He ate two scrambled eggs, half a turkey sandwich, two bags of snack sized chips, a fruit roll-up, a bag of fruit snacks, and two glasses of apple juice. Oooooookay. I don't know how he fit it all in there, but he got it all in and it stayed in, so I guess that's good.
Today he's acting COMPLETELY normal. He just raced through the living room demonstrating for me how he can kick his own butt when he's running. Sigh.
The good thing is that they put it the little tiny tube that they would have put it in after he'd had the long tube for two months. This one won't get pulled out. It only sticks out about half an inch from his skin.
OK, that's all I have time for. The kids are racing around at warp speed and Mommy's nerves are just about shot.
Scotty had his surgery on the 16th. All went well. He had a lot of pain at first but gradually got better and we got into a routine with the tube feedings. Then on Sunday (two days ago) he went for a walk with Tom. Now, the tube hung out of his belly a couple of inches above his bellybutton and down to about penis level (we actually called it his double ding-ding because he'd have to move one to the side to go pee). So it ended up hanging just a few inches below his shirt and really didn't get in the way or get caught on anything.....until he was riding on Tom's shoulders. Tom went to pull him down, the tube got caught at his neck/shoulder crease and got yanked out. Holy shot, the kid had a hole in his stomach....it was like a gun shot wound! OK, really it probably wasn't that bad, but it sure seemed like it. He had blood and stomach contents leaking out of his belly and down the front of his clothes.
Needless to say, we packed a towel on it and called 911. Two firetrucks came and then the ambulance came. They rushed us to the hospital. The hospital staff (this is our small local hospital) had no idea what to do. So the doc ended up calling the surgeon across the bridge where we had the surgery done. He told them to put gauze over it (even with a hunk of his insides hanging out....it was crazy looking) and then we ran him to the surgeon across the bridge for emergency surgery yesterday. He handled the surgery like a champ. He was awake from the anesthesia within half an hour and immediately asked when he could go to the playroom and play Mario Kart Double Dash on the nintendo. He didn't even require TYLENOL. They let us go home within a coupple of hours because he was doing so well.
When we got home, I wasn't supposed to feed him right away, but the kid was starving. He ate two scrambled eggs, half a turkey sandwich, two bags of snack sized chips, a fruit roll-up, a bag of fruit snacks, and two glasses of apple juice. Oooooookay. I don't know how he fit it all in there, but he got it all in and it stayed in, so I guess that's good.
Today he's acting COMPLETELY normal. He just raced through the living room demonstrating for me how he can kick his own butt when he's running. Sigh.
The good thing is that they put it the little tiny tube that they would have put it in after he'd had the long tube for two months. This one won't get pulled out. It only sticks out about half an inch from his skin.
OK, that's all I have time for. The kids are racing around at warp speed and Mommy's nerves are just about shot.