And the Winner is....

The Monday after Christmas, December 27th, we had our Baby Revealing Party!  I have to say for me, it was almost more exciting than Christmas.  Shawn and I went in for the actual ultrasound appointment at 3 pm.  I know there is lots of controversy about ultrasounds, but I loved seeing my little baby move around inside of me.  Everything looked perfect, and the baby is growing great.  My doctor even moved my due date to May 20th (a whole 6 days earlier! Yay!) 

Julie, the 'secret keeper' and also one of the bestest friends ever, met us in the waiting room.  She intercepted the evidence and left.  It was fun knowing that she was ripping open that envelope and seeing what our family was going to be expecting. 

Later that evening, the time finally came.

Friends & family arrived.

We ate yummy soup & salad.

Then the moment came.

We gathered all our kids.

Sydney was grinning with excitement.

Then we began to open the present.

Everyone screamed.

IT'S A BOY!

Then I watched as my sweet little Sydney...

M-E-L-T-E-D

My heart was a mix of emotions.

Excited that Thomas would be getting a buddy,

 But sad for my little girl who had hoped for a sister.

She actually did pretty well, and didn't cry in front of everyone.

Although later we had a little talk to make sure she was okay.  She said "It's okay, mom I will love my little brother."  Then her big eyes welled up with tears..and she said "but I really wanted a sister."  It tugged at my heart to see her so sad for such an innocent request. 

That night, as I tucked her into bed we talked about how she would be getting her very own room. We started thinking about a new bed, and new decorations (ladybugs, daisies & butterflys).  She loved the aspect of not having to share her 'girly' things, and we even told her that she could dress up the baby like a girl from time to time (*thanks Karyn*).  She is getting more and more used to the idea continuing her reign of being the only princess of our castle, and knows that she is going to have 3 strong knights to watch over and protect her. 

Boys are great, and we are excited to welcome another one into our crazy clan!

Test Results

So yesterday ticked by slowly.  We did what we could to keep ourselves occupied while at the hospital.  Cardon's does a great job at doing what they can to entertain the kids, and make the best out of a bad situation.  In the late afternoon he was invited to go paint in the 'playroom.'  We were sick of sitting around, so we took a walk over the check it out. 

They had a choice to either paint a birdhouse or a car.  Caden picked the car.  The best part was that he didn't even want it for himself.  He painted away, all the while talking about how cool Thomas was going to think it was. 

It was nice to keep our mind off of things, and just enjoy the moment.  He was in much higher spirits.  They had dialed back his fluids and seemed to be coping well.  He still had a nasty cough, and not much of an appetite, but otherwise okay. 

I figured since it was almost 2, and I hadn't heard from the doctor that could mean two things.  1.Either we were staying another day or 2. Everything thing came back good, and they were just getting things in order for us to be discharged. Sometimes no news is good news, right.  So that was a little comforting.  After we were done painting we headed back to the room, and shortly the doctor came in.

The CT Scan was completely clean!  HALLELUJAH!  (Part of me wanted them to find something just to explain all this craziness, and also to stick it to them for treating me like an idiot.  The other part was relieved that according to the scan all of his stomach area looked perfect!)  When they do a CT scan of the abdomen, it also captures a little bit of the lower parts of the lungs.  It showed there that was some sort of something in the lower part of his left lung.  Which is probably a result of the other respiratory stuff he has been dealing with.

All of his bloodwork came back normal too.  His CO2  and electrolytes had come back up, and his liver and pancreas enzymes had normalized.  So they felt that it was okay to discharge him.  Although I still have no idea what made my little Caden so sick, atleast this time around I feel alot better about him being discharged.  I feel like we did all we could, checked all the bases, and are sure that things are back to normal before sending us on our way. They gave us an antibiotic to fight the respiratory stuff he is dealing with so hopefully that is all he will need to get back to complete health. 

Shawn was on his way with our other 2 kiddos to visit us when we got the news of his discharge so it was great timing.  My heart swelled while driving home.  They all missed each other so much.  Sydney was in hysterical laughter the entire way home from Caden's antics.  I hope they are as good friends when they are older as they are now. 

Thanks for all your concern and prayers.  Now lets just pray he can continue to improve because I think I will absolutely lose it if I have to see another hospital.

A Lovely Christmas...and Then the Ball Dropped...literally

After spending 6 days in the hospital I was relieved to go home.  At the same time I was uneasy with the answers that I got from the doctors at the hospital.  I felt like I never got any answers, and nothing their conventional way of treating Pancreatitis were working so they threw their hands in the air, and said... lets do the complete opposite.  Since he was able to keep everything down, we were free to go.  I hated leaving not really knowing why Caden got so sick, but desperately wanted to be home for Christmas so I didn't argue.  I just wondered when/if the ball was ever going to drop.

Christmas was wonderful!  It was great to all be together again.  To not switch time at the hospital, and figure out what to do with the kids.  Caden was in high spirits being able to eat again, and everything seemed like it was heading in the right direction.  He did seem more tired than usual, but we chalked it all up from being sick for 2 weeks

We had an appointment with our Pediatrician a few days after his discharge that showed good results.  His enzyme levels were coming down, and he was gaining back weight he had lost.  YAY!  We scheduled an additional appointment the Wednesday after Christmas (Dec. 29th) to make sure he was continuing to gain weight. 

That morning Caden woke up with a pretty crummy cough.  It was kinda a bummer because it isn't like you can do anything about a cold/cough.  We went to his appt. and he had gained back all his weight, besides his cough...he seemed okay.  Dr. M said to keep an eye on him, and if he got sicker then to bring him in. 

Thursday morning Caden woke up again complaining that his cough was still bothering him.  By the evening he began to get the chills, and we watched his temp rise.  We gave him some medicine, and a bath to try to bring down the fever.  Then he went to bed.  Late in the night he woke up vomiting.  He proceeded to vomit 4 times, and his fever persisted. 

My heart sank.

Instead of ringing in the New Year....my ball had dropped early.

We called our Pediatrician in the morning and unfortunately the office was closed due to the holiday.  She recommended us to go back to the ER.  Because of our past experience, Shawn was not too keen on going back there immediately.  He wanted to exhaust all other options.  So instead I took him to an urgent care down the street from our house.  They weren't much help.  All they did was throw a prescription for a z-pack and sent us on our way.

We started him on the antibiotics with hopes that it would kick whatever he was dealing with.  Friday involved alot of sleep, but still a persistent fever.  We pushed the liquids, and waited to see improvement.  He only vomited twice that day, and that was when I tried to give him medicine to bring down the fever.  

We didn't want the other kids to miss out of the fun of ringing in the New Year.  We had been invited to celebrate with some friends across the street.  So we took turns tending to Caden, but tried to enjoy ourselves in the meantime.  This was one of first years that Arizona allowed the purchasing of fireworks (although they were supposed to only be ones that stay on the ground) so our kids were able to enjoy things a little differently.  Our neighbor actually drove to New Mexico, and got some awesome 'real' ones that they set off.  It was quite the show...we were just glad the cops didn't show up.

Saturday, Caden still was not improving so we took him into Phoenix Childrens Urgent Care.  That is where things got a little crazy.  The nice thing about this urgent care is they are capable of doing some things that alot of other facilities can't.  They did a chest x-ray, and ruled out pneumonia.  They drew some blood, and sent it off to the lab.  They also determined that although we were trying to keep him drinking lots of fluids...he had become moderately dehydrated.  They hooked him up to an i.v., and gave him a bolus of fluid while we were waiting to get the results from the blood draw.

The doctor there was very concerned.  He felt that Caden was in a pretty severe condition, and needed immediate care.  He felt like he may have never truly recovered from his pancreatitis, and recommended a CT Scan.  He and the nurses there felt it necessary that he be sent in an ambulance instead of being driven.  I was a wreck.  I just wanted my dear sweet Caden be better!  The ambulance was called, and we were on our way.

We arrived at Cardon Children's Hospital where they went to work.  They drew blood again, and this is where I started getting upset.  After a few hours passed the blood tests came back.  The doctor made me feel dumb for taking an ambulance to the ER.  He said that yes, his tests came back, and he was moderately dehydrated ...but basically it was unnecessary to arrive in an ambulance!  Besides the blood work that came back showing he was dehydrated...the ER had much different results from the urgent care. 

I just didn't understand how one doctor could think Caden was in such a condition that he required immediate attention, and then another doctor treat me like an idiot.  Nevertheless, they admitted Caden for moderate to severe dehydration.  His levels of sodium and sugar in his blood were extremely low.  The doctor said that if they were much lower Caden could have seizures.  They kept giving him fluids, and did another blood draw in the morning. 

Sunday morning his blood tests came back and of course since he had been pumped with fluids they were improving.  The doctor I met with that day made me very frustrated.  You know how some people carry a certain arrogance with them...well she did.  Before I could even open my mouth she proceeded to tell me that this had nothing to do with his previous hospital stay.  That he unfortunately got another stomach bug.  Any question I had...she shot down with quick answers.  Then she said...yeah...he looks great!  (Duh!  he is plugged into something that is giving him lots of fluid...don't you think you would feel great too!)  She left, and I felt defeated.  She wouldn't even visit the fact that it may be connected.  Wouldn't even think about giving him a CT scan to make sure...because in her mind he looked great...his levels didn't indicate a problem, and of course she felt it was unrelated.

I contacted Caden's pediatrician, and broke down.  This has been one of the hardest months.  I have had such a hard time watching my normally healthy boy get extremely sick.  They pump him with fluids, make him happy, and then send us on our way with no real answer to what is going on other than it is a 'virus.'  Luckily I have an awesome pediatrician who really went to bat for me.  She was able to talk to the attending doctor, and we were able to have a CT scan done on his abdomen yesterday evening.  It may come back clean, but atleast we will know there isn't something there causing him these problems.

I have yet to hear from the doctor today, but will try to update as soon as possible. Until then...we wait!