Things have been busy since our return from Denver , thus the late-ish
post.
Zane is still on the mend from his surgery. Unfortunately,
he managed to get to his eye and do some major rubbing (which was a huge
no-no). I'm hoping he didn't release the sutures and undermine his
whole surgery as his eyelid (today) seems a bit droopy again. There is a tad bit of swelling that remains along with bruising, so maybe it's just that. The surgeon said to call the office if the left eye didn’t completely
match the right by Monday 8/6. So I’ll give him a call tomorrow. I doubt there’s
anything he can do.
The Friday after surgery, Zane and I returned to the
hospital for a digestive emptying scan. It was a part of the investigation into
his retching and vomiting. It was pretty much a disaster. The plan was to feed
him his formula with a nuclear medicine added to get pictures of his upper
digestive system to see how slowly or quickly food moves through. It was
imperative that Zane not vomit the contents of the formula/nuclear medicine
combo or the test would be ruined. The trouble began with the quantity they
planned to give him. Zane normally receives 160 mL over an hour. They gave him 240
mL in a matter of two minutes. I warned them it wasn't a good idea to give him that much. They did it anyway. Only moments into the scan, Zane coughed. That
was quickly followed by vomiting. They restarted the test after he stopped, but
the test results were considered skewed. Zane continued to whimper and grimace for
the next forty minutes—all the time attempting to rub his eye for comfort. The
whole test was filled with stress. I was glad to be done with it all.
Since arriving home, Jeff and I were able to get away for
chunks of time on Thursday, Friday, and Saturday. His parents came to watch the
boys so we could bike ride, tube down the river, and have dinner in town.
Unfortunately, Zane wound up with a fever. I blame the visit to Children’s.
This will be the third time he’s picked up a bug after a trip to the hospital.
He’s still fighting a fever as of today. Though it’s low-grade, Zane is quite
miserable and mainly wants to sleep. I haven’t given him any medication to
fight the fever, hoping his body will fight off whatever virus he has. I just
hope he improves by later today. He has an in-town appointment tomorrow to have
another TLSO made. Sounds like grand fun, huh? Poor kid.