Nathaniel must really like nurses whose names end with Y. He was taken care of by Penny, Misty, Wendy? and one other nurse whose name I can't remember but I'm sure Raquelle will know.
It all began Thursday night with him throwing up all his dinner. He continued the projectile vomiting (PV) through Saturday afternoon, when we were advised to take him into the ER. He was under observation for 6 hours, throwing up all the pedialyte that he was given. The on-call doctor said he would have to be admitted. Sunday, he hosed the nurse that gave him his IV with two rounds of PV. How sweet the revenge. His belly was imaged via ultrasound to confirm the suspicion of Pyloric Stenosis. The ultrasound nurse also received a double dose of PV. Daddy's leg was drenched in the process. Once the PS was confirmed, surgery was the solution.
Giving up our son to the OR nurses was hard. I'll leave it at that.
Waiting for news of the outcome was hard. I'll leave it at that.
Hearing that he was fine:
like eating German chocolate cake with a cold glass of whole milk after winning the World Cup on a diving header in the last seconds of the game and then celebrating on your 100 foot yacht you bought with the billions you won in an Ed McMann sweepstakes. Actually none of that comes remotely close. It was simply and purely angelic music to my ears.
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I'm so glad the docs were able to figure out what was wrong and correct it and that Nathaniel is recovering so well. I know you have to be thrilled to have him home again!!
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