ahhh, the last few days . . . .where should I begin. I'll try to give the condensed version.
monday -- from 7am to 7pm Payton had a low-grade fever (100.9) and was complaining of abdominal pain. All day. No choke-up or diarrhea, though. Just a very sore belly that many times reduced him to rolling around on the couch or floor, just writhing in pain, screaming and crying for 10 minutes at a time. We went into his doctor at 5pm and had the appendicitis talk -- that it can be hard to diagnose in a 4 year old, usually develops over 2-3 days, some things to look out for (have him jump to test his sensitivity), and if things get worse, take him to the emergency room. Scott gave him a priesthood blessing and we sent him to bed for a very sweaty night of sleep.
tuesday -- Payton is back! His normal, silly, run around self. Completely 100%
wednesday -- Still doing good, he went to school and everything. Then halfway through lunch he left his plate to go lay on the couch saying his belly hurt again. We had a few errands to run, which he did okay for, but the fever came back quickly and towards the end he started breaking down. Once home he was back to rolling around in pain (sooo sad!) and he wouldn't jump for me because it hurt too much. I knew it was time to take him to the ER. I called Scott, he started making his way back home and I dropped Anna off at a friend's house (literally, dropped her off and ran). And Payton and I were on our way to the hospital. We arrived at 3pm, were triaged pretty quickly and taken back to a room.
After the doctor examined him she said the things we're considering are appendicitis, kidney stones, or some kind of virus. By now, Payton was in sooo much pain and could barely handle being moved from my lap to the bed, let alone a doctor poking and proding his tummy. The first step was to start an IV to get some drugs and fluids in him (in case it was a virus). He didn't like that part, but did surprisingly well. Once the morphine kicked in he was happy, loopy, and very enthralled by the IV tubing. They took blood for lab tests and a big highlight for Payton was getting to pee in a cup. Next there was an abdominal x-ray where he got a bouncy ball for being good.
Then the doctor came in with the diagnosis . . . . poop. His system was waaaaaayyyyy backed up with poop. I saw the x-rays and it was pretty amazing -- up to his ribs in poo. So there was an enema to get things moving and then we were discharged at 7pm. Pretty crazy afternoon, but so glad that it was nothing more serious.
today -- He woke up feeling not that great again (but not as bad as wed or mon). We hit the grocery store to pick up his prescription, prune juice, some very high fiber tortillas for snacks, another enema just in case, and BeneFiber tablets that will become part of his daily routine after the Rx runs out. Today was designated as "Poo Party". I even made my famous poo dessert (chocolate pudding pie). Our goal, to get his system moving. And the eagle landed . . . .twice. By lunch time he was feeling much better, appetite is still a bit iffy, but he is back to being Payton.
Today we were loading up in the van when he said, "Maybe we should go to that doctor again." referring to the ER doctor. I asked him why. "Because it was fun." Why was it fun? "It was cool to watch that tube put water in my hand." Go figure -- a 4 year old who wants an IV.