At the Hospital

I’ve been here at the hospital with our youngest guy, Jonathan, since about noontime yesterday.  He had been complaining of stomach pains since Saturday, was lethargic, and was refusing to eat.  He would only drink if I forced him to.

I called our pediatric nurse yesterday morning and she told me to skip the office visit and head straight to the hospital.

When we were finally — after almost three hours in the waiting room, ugh — taken back to a room, they wanted to look into it further and were concerned about his hydration level.  They put in an IV and started some fluids.  The ultrasound that he had later showed an appendix that was on the “large end of normal” and an extremely enlarged lymph node next to the appendix.

The radiologist was a little perplexed by this because he said usually it’s pretty cut and dry — he’ll tell the surgeons that they should take it out, or they shouldn’t.  Jonathan’s case was not that simple.  So they kept him here overnight for observation and more fluids.

Today he was allowed to eat and drink for the first time since we got here; he housed some goldfish crackers and apple juice.  He complained that his grilled cheese sandwich tasted weird.  He also perked up for about two hours — enough time to completely assemble a Lego helicopter all by himself:..ONE HANDED.  (He’s not using the arm with the IV in it)

Then he zoned out again and looked more and more pekid as the day went on. The pediatric surgeon came and rightly judged that “he’s probably normally a pretty energetic kid.”  Yes.  Yes he is.  So they want to keep him here another night for more fluids and more observation.

So, to sum up:  it’s probably leftover stuff from his battle with the seasonal flu last week (I haven’t told you blog readers about that yet!  Everyone except me had the flu last week!  Wow, exciting!!!).  Swollen lymph nodes are pretty common in this area in young children, and it just happens to be right next to his appendix.  The surgeon who was on last night said that Jonathan’s pain was not acute enough to be appendicitis, and everyone who has seen him today has concurred.  All his blood screens have been clear.

I have internet access here in the room and my cell phone is finally charged up again if you need to reach us.

Consider the work of God:
who can make straight what he has made crooked?
In the day of prosperity be joyful, and in the day of adversity consider: 
God has made the one as well as the other, 
so that man may not find out anything that will be after him.
Ecclesiastes 7:13-14

6 thoughts on “At the Hospital

  1. Praying for Jonathan – and for you, too! You must be exhausted after a week of family flu! I hope they figure out what's going on so you can go home soon. Lots of love.

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  2. Hey Jonathan,Hospitals don't normally make me smile; but yours is bright and beautiful! We've been praying for you. You remember what we've learnt in Sunday school? Who made you? GOD. What else did God make? ALL THINGS. Why did God make you and all things? FOR HIS OWN GLORY.And even this hospital visit God works out for your good and His glory. We love you Jonathan. Hope you'll be out soon.Ms Lindie and the Wadhams Family

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  3. Hi, Kelly! Just wanted to let you know that we are praying for you guys. Tell Jonathan that Nathan prayed that his stomach would get better so that he could play with him again. "Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfor we ourselves have received from God. Love, Julie Runner

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