SickER

The Saturday night after Isabella's party, Shawn took Joshua to the ER. He was experiencing severe abdominal pain, and we just wanted to make sure it wasn't his appendix or something else major that needed to be treated immediately.

The ER doctors didn't think it was related to his semi-persistent bouts with constipation and discovered trace amounts of blood in his urine so they ordered a CT scan to look for kidney stones. None showed up on the test, and everything else looked good (gall bladder, appendix, etc were all checked via this test). Since they determined it wasn't life-threatening and the ER was packed, they allowed Joshua to go home.

We followed up Monday morning with the pediatrician who thought it was strange that they told us that there were trace amounts of blood in his urine. She said that was normal. She looked at the test results herself and said nothing looked out of the ordinary. She tested his urine again and said it was free from bacteria or anything that would cause alarm. She pushed on his belly and examined everything closely and said other than his pain, it's really a mystery. She wants us to get him on a more regular schedule with his constipation and make a follow-up appointment with his former GERD specialist, but she said this is more precautionary. She said that if it were food allergies, he would have vomiting and weight loss (neither of which he's experienced).

So, her best assumption is that they pain will just go away. There was no treatment and told us to follow up if he was still in pain after a couple more days have passed.

I was skeptical of the doctor's report at first, but within a week, I experienced the worst abdominal pain I have felt since having a c-section. I was supposed to run a 10K race in Lebanon the following Saturday and I was in so much pain I had to text my friends and say I wasn't going to make it. I was SO sick! Since I had my gall bladder and appendix removed already - and because Joshua had just had similar pain - I never did go to the doctor. But, my pain was bad enough that we talked about the possibility of going to get checked out. I didn't vomit or have other issues, it was just make-you-double-over in PAIN! That said, I was actually grateful for the sickness. I had been so worried about my little Bean and was thankful that it was most likely just a virus. We were all fine within a couple weeks. Praise God!