A Parent's Worst Nightmare!

Any parent, in their right mind that is, would never want their child hurt sick or in any hospital/doctors office. So you can imagine my horror when Mr. C ended up in the hospital due to him swallowing a magnet and we are still not out of the dark yet!

Sunday morning at around 5:00 a.m. Jay and I woke up to Mr. C making weird sounds. Since I can't mimic the sounds for you over the blog it is hard to describe what we actually heard. It seemed to us once we turned the light on that he was having a hard time breathing. His lips were blue and his little strawberries on his forehead were a deep purplish maroonish color so immediately we thought breathing problems. So I rushed off to the ER and Jay stayed behind with Jayson, who slept through all of this. It seemed like it took forever to rule or and pinpoint what was actually happening. By 7:00 a.m. my little bug was in a CAT scan and which found he had swallowed something the doctors and nurses thought similar to a magnet. As soon as the nurse asked me if he had possibly swallow a magnet immediately I cringed and my thoughts immediately flashed back to a week and half ago when I found him chewing on his older brother's small letter magnets he has received as a birthday gift from his preschool teacher. After offering that information they immediately sprang into action and order life flight. Due to weather it was then determined that Mr. C and I would ride via ambulance to Omaha's Children's Hospital. Lights flashing, going 100+ we made the 3 1/2 to 4 hour drive in 2 1/2 hours. Hubby and J later arrived in the Yukon at 5:00 p.m. Although it was the fastest ride from O'Neill to Omaha I have ever had, I hope to never experience that again...seeing your son strapped to a gurney in his little car seat and taken to his room with the hospital style crib. Surgery was being discussed since the object he had swallowed was a magnet. I later found out magnets can kill a child especially if multiple magnets are swallowed.

After a long long wait the next morning we found out he actually wasn't going to have surgery and that he could go home with a stool softener because the magnet has progressed to the colon. Yeah!!! So we are home and I am so thankful for my husband and his priesthood and that even though he was alone in anointing and blessing Mr. C he did it and we really felt like we were watched over and protected. We also feel that because of prayers and the blessing we had peace and that the object passed from the the small intestine to the colon and surgery was avoided.

We later found out the weird sounds and the shortness of breath could have possibly been related to how he was handling pain. He doesn't cry to often when he is in pain. Through all the pokes and pricks and even some of the IV placement he didn't cry much. He woke up this morning doing the same sounds but his time at the doctors office they determined it was a urinary infection possibly from dehydration. The doctor today heard and saw these little sounds and said it was almost like he was in pain and holding his breathing, like hyperventilating. Anyway it is really hard to describe over the blog everything all I know is has been my complete worst nightmare and I can't wait to have him healthy again!

Mr. C is just the sweetest happiest baby around and has been an added joy to our lives so to seem in such pain it has just been so hard on me as a mom and to think that all of this could have been prevented it makes me not even want to leave him alone in a room again!

Sorry if none of this makes sense or if there are major spelling or grammer errors, I am going on nothing right now and my blog is a very very welcomed distraction from everything!

Hubby holding and rocking Mr. C in the room. He was throwing up and in order to leave we had to have him keep one bottle down. So we just held up right and gently rocked so he wouldn't move and keep that bottle down!

I know many probably thought that we should have left J with friends but he was actually a comfort and a distraction for his brother when he couldn't eat. As soon as J walked in the room he smiled big and laughed at J. J gave him a big huge and said "I misted you bruver, you are alright lets get your stuff and get you out of here and get you a big prize at Toysrus" It was so sweet it made me tear up! They really are such good little buddies, it was cute!

J is watching TV and eating Chex Mix on the bed I slept on! Yes it was not very comfortable but I was glad it wasn't a car because I had seen worse!