Room #18 at Mt. View Hospital became our home for the past 3 days. Kaizer had his tonsils and adenoids removed due to their huge size and infection. Handing my baby off to strangers to go have surgery is something I hope I never have to do again. That was the longest hour and a half of my life. The Dr. said that the surgery went really well, and that the recovery would be rough for a little guy like Kai. It was rough. What was supposed to be a one night stay turned into 3 days in the hospital. Watching him fighting to breath after surgery about scared me to death. Kai couldn't understand that he needed to swallow, so he got really congested. He didn't want to take the pain meds, because he would have to swallow. Either Dal or I was in the hospital bed with him at all times. Since Kai is kind of a wild man, I thought that trying to keep him in the room was going to be my biggest challenge. He didn't want to move. He just laid on the bed or on us. It breaks my heart. The I.V saved our lives and he was able to receive extra fluids, antibiotics, and steroids through it for 3 days. He didn't even try and pull it out. I am so thankful for modern medicine and great Dr. that helped my baby boy. I know there are many kids and parents who spend weeks and months at a time in the hospital, and I only got a tiny glimpse of how hard it would be to really have a sick kid.
We watched Barney over and over. It was the only thing that seemed to take his mind off the pain. Since he wouldn't drink, the Dr. told us to give him anything that he would like. I ran over to the gas station, and picked up a big Mt. Dew for Dal, and thought that might do the trick. It did! It was the first thing he had to drink in 2 days. Since his dad drinks it like it is going out of style, Kai enjoys an occasional sip with him. Even though it was Mt. Dew, I was so thankful that he would finally drink something. He was a little wired for a few hours after that, which was fine by me.
After a 3 day stay in the hospital, I am exhausted. We have been up around the clock with him. I couldn't have done this without Dal. He is the best dad, and has been so helpful. It is nice to have a partner in crime. Love you. There have been a few different times that I could really feel the help of our Heavenly Father, and his love for us. I am so thankful for the power of the Priesthood, and that there is such comfort that comes from a father's blessing.
I wish that Kai could understand me, and that we could talk about what was going on. I try to tell him, but he just whimpers back. He wanders around holding his mouth, and always wants to be held. He still doesn't want to eat, and has already lost 5 pounds. It doesn't help that all of his favorite foods are "scratchy" foods. I have tried everything.
The minute we brought him home, he went right to his crib, and fell asleep for 3 1/2 hours. That was the longest he had slept in days. This has been the hardest experience for me to go through as a mom having to watch my little boy be in pain, and doing everything I can think of to make it better. I have not done one thing but hold him since last Wednesday. I let him do anything he wants, like open and close the microwave and push the buttons for a half hour. He has now successfully driven the car down Grammy's lane, received fun new toys and dvd's, spent hours outside, and we have tried to treat him like a King. He still hurts and cries. I am hoping that by next week, we will see a big improvement. Until then, I will spend my days loving on this little guy, and waiting on him hand and foot. We are just so happy to be home!
