Jaymes was doing really good with his acid reflux, but the last week things have seemed to have gotten worse. He didn't seem upset or too bothered, but he was spitting up a lot. We put him to bed at 5:30 yesterday evening, and then put Isabella to bed at 7:00. We were looking forward to a very relaxing Saturday night, but the type of evening we actually had was anything but relaxing! Around 7:30 we heard him coughing/gagging on the monitor, when we went in there he was laying in a HUGE pool of spit up. Since it was completely soaked through his pj's and onesie we started running his bath. All of the sudden he started choking, then his eyes rolled in the back of his head, and he quit breathing! This has happened before. Just like before, I totally panicked, and Monte remained insanely calm while he quickly flipped him over and hit his back until he came to. I quickly called the neighbor to just come over and sit while Isabella slept. And we took off for the over 20 mile drive to the hospital. We decided to take him to the big hospital in the town we doctor in, instead of the little hospital in our town, since it doesn't have the best reputation. It seemed like hours before we got there, as Jaymes had several episodes of choking, spitting up, and not breathing on the way there. They had a TERRIBLE time trying to take his blood in the ER. They couldn't find any veins on him, and poked him about 8 different times. They would stick the needle in, then blindly keep it in there like they were fishing around. Monte and I were getting really upset, as Jaymes would scream his lungs out in pain. Now I know how Mary felt, watching her Son suffer. It was pure torture, I finally had to leave the room. They wanted to put the needle in his head to draw blood, but I said no. They finally got some blood out of his arm, and decided to do a heel prick and squeeze out as much blood as they could out of his heel. I also had to leave the room when they put a catheter in him to get a urine sample. Even through all of that, when they weren't prodding and poking him, he just kept cooing at the nurses and giving them huge smiles. While we were in the ER, he continued to choke and gag, until the only thing coming up was pure bile. All of his labs came back okay, and they decided it was a bad attack of his acid reflux combined with the stomach flu that is rampant around here right now. They decided to keep him overnight for observation. They got us up to a room around 11:00, and Monte went home to relieve our neighbor from babysitting duty. The on call doctor came in around midnight, and Jaymes was so exhausted he slept through the entire, thorough exam. He was dehydrated, so the dr. ordered some IV fluids, but when they hooked them up they discovered the IV port that the ER nurses had such a hard time putting in was really swollen, and no longer in his vein. They also could not find any where to put a new IV, and asked me if I would be opposed to them putting an IV in his head. I said yes! So they called the Dr. and he said if Jaymes was able to keep down his milk the next time he ate, he wouldn't have to get the IV. Thank goodness he kept everything down the rest of the day today! I spent the rest of the night holding, rocking, loving him, and watching all the monitors he was hooked up to. Monte and Isabella came this morning to take us home, Jaymes and I were both so glad to get home. I layed him on the floor when we got home, and he just kept laughing and smiling, like he was so happy to be home. Isabella told him all day how much she loves him, and how sorry she is that he had to go through all that. Please pray for my precious little baby, I don't know how many more scares like this we can handle! The ER doctor said if he continues to have bad acid reflux flares, he might have to have surgery.
