Thanksgiving

It's been a few weeks since I posted.  There's been a lot, I think, that happened in the last week or so.

A week ago on Sunday, 11/18, Maddox woke up with a scream, literally.  He complained that his tummy hurt, he couldn't move, he couldn't breath, and he was dying.  I'll tell you, there's nothing worse than hearing your child saying "mommy, can you help me" and not knowing what to do, much less what is wrong.  Off we went to the hospital.  Before we got there he seemed to get a little better (no screaming) so I decided on the fly to go to Urgent Care because I thought he'd get in faster than going to the ER with a kid that had a pain, but is no longer in excruciating pain.  He was seen within 10 min . . .

Anyway, he went over to get an ultrasound on his appendix and it showed that his appendix was slightly inflamed and it had a "stone" in it.  Google it, it's a real thing, it's calcified fecal deposits. So off we went to the hospital to be admitted for an appendectomy.

We were there from around 12pm to 3pm before anyone came to talk to us.  And at that time Maddox wasn't complaining of pain anymore, so the glorified nurse surgeon's assistant said he wanted to talk to the surgeon before prepping him for surgery.  Another 3 hours later, the surgeon came in and said she didn't want to do surgery on a child who exhibited no symptoms and had a "iffy" ultrasound.  Which means that we were released, close to 7 hours after getting there and with no treatment at all done.

I did get my mile run in.

Wednesday afternoon came and I got a call from the school nurse saying that Maddox was crying  and saying he couldn't breath.  She thought maybe he was having a panic attack or something.  I asked if his stomach hurt, to which he replied yes.  So Chris went to pick him up and took him to the dr's office, where they sent him to the ER to get another ultrasound (they couldn't just send him to the hospital, he had to go in through the ER).  I got there and the surgeon's assistant said that his appendix was more inflamed than on Sunday and he needed to have an appendectomy.  So back up to the hospital.

He had surgery at about 11:30pm Wednesday night and we spent the entire next day (remember, this is Thanksgiving) in the hospital before he was released about 7pm. 

He seems to be doing okay, but it was not a great Thanksgiving for us.  I did manage to get away to do a 3 mile run, which was nice because I really needed to clear my head. 

This weekend I am going to eastern WA to decorate my dad's house with my sisters.  I am really, really not looking forward to that at all.  My Mom loved Christmas and her house was always decorated to the nine's (as she would say).  So it will be very difficult to go through all her decorations and put them up.

There is a picture of just my Mom's tree, but it's from several years ago, and I can't find it at the moment, so you get this one from 2 years ago instead.  Ignore me.  =)