Really, we pride ourselves on a life lacking in excitement and drama. Really, we do. But in the past month our girls have had other ideas. As you will recall, Emerson spent 3 days in the hospital in early June. The doctors did every test short of Ebola to determine the cause of her non-stop vomiting. In the end it was determined that she had a bug. Yep, that is the term the medical professionals used--a bug. Now, she had fought one ailment or another for the month leading up to "the bug." So, her 4-month-old immune system was ready for a vacation. "The bug" caused dehydration and the drama ensued. But, she has rebounded and is gaining weight and we are thrilled.
Now on to Peyton.... Miss P had surgery scheduled for Monday, June 30. The surgeons needed to repair an umbilical hernia. She also had this same surgery last summer. We have since discovered that she has weak abdominal muscles so this second surgery wasn't a big shock.
The surgery went as planned and Peyton was released Monday afternoon. The doctors warned us that she would be very sore because of the "extra reinforcement" they did but she should be fine. They also suggested that we keep her low key for a week to let everything heal. Last summer the doctors gave her no restrictions. They said she would moderate her own behavior and she wouldn't do anything that caused her pain. We have since learned that Peyton runs full throttle and when something is painful enough to stop her, she thinks "Hmmm, that hurt...I should do it again to see if it really does hurt." Thus our surgeon prescribed a week of Hannah Montana shows.
On Tuesday Peyton couldn't keep anything down: no Jello, no Pedialyte, no plain bread/toast, no noodles! Most importantly she couldn't keep her pain meds down. [Okay, imagine going through abdominal surgery and then spending the next day vomiting--YIKES!!!] So, at the urging of our surgeon we took Peyton back to the emergency room.
We spent the night in the emergency room while the doctors tried to determine if Peyton had an intestinal blockage. Apparently, when people undergo anesthesia, the belly can go to sleep and forget to wake up. As you can imagine, this creates all sorts of issues. The doctors decided to admit her and see if the situation would resolve itself or if something more aggressive would be needed.
Around 2 am I decided to head home. Beth's mom was staying with the little kids so that both Beth and I could go to the emergency room with Peyton. I wanted to be sure to be at the house when Bennett woke up. Mostly I just wanted to wrap him in bubble wrap and keep him in a padded room.
Thankfully, Peyton's problem resolved itself naturally and we were able to bring her home on Wednesday night. Oh, and by "naturally" I mean...i.v. morphine to control the pain, a 45-inch flat-screen television in her private room, On-Demand movies and order off the menu meal options. It might also have something to do with the prayer chains in Illinois and Missouri and the Healing Touch network in Wisconsin.
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