Sunday, December 18, 2011
Sometimes I hate being the Mom
My four year old, with allergies and failure to thrive, gets to have a colonoscopy and EGD tomorrow. Please pray for both of us.
But, that is not the worst of it. The worst of it is being the mom, coaching a 31 lb kid through drinking 32 ounces of Gatorade mixed with 1/2 a bottle of Miralax. He's supposed to down 8 oz. every 15 minutes. The first 8 ounces went down in 40 minutes. He struggled, gagging after each drink. I gave him spit breaks (rinsing and spitting helps the need to vomit) in between drinks. At this rate, with 15 minute breaks in between each 8 ounce session, we'll be done by 9:00. It was only supposed to take an hour and 15 minutes. Oh well.
I sent the rest of the clan off to see the Holidazzle parade so I can focus on him only. Please pray for both of us, that we get through it without too many tears. We haven't even begun the purging (the result of drinking the Miralax/Gatorade) yet.
UPDATE: After throwing up three times and still having 8 oz. to finish at 9:30pm, I finally called the doctor. He told me to be done, put him to bed and he'd see me in the morning. My little guy was such a trooper. Through it all, he never refused to drink even though it made him gag and shudder. He was so brave. The doctor admitted to me that they can't predict how much solution a child will need. That at some point you may be done before the solution is all gone. He was right. WE were done!