OMGOSH!

So, yesterday my husband was giving me another break and I took Jeremiah and Isabella to a birthday party, since I wasn't going to be able to theirs today. Then, we went to church, which gave me the wonderful break I needed, until I called my husband on the way home.

I found out that Isaiah had projectile vomited and was looking extremely pale. And of course while I'm finding this out, my cell phone DIES!!!! So, I went flying home to put my phone on the charger, but I coulndt find it anywhere!!! Doesn't it just figure?! So, instead I went flying to my mom's house and hurried up and called Richard to find out that Isaiah wasn't doing well and that he wasn't seeming to get anywhere with the nurse.

Thank God for my mom, who immediately took Jeremiah and Isabella so I can fly to the hospital. When I got here his eyes were sunken and he looked so pale and sickly. After a few minutes he projectile vomited again! Then, he got even more pale and literally looked like he was dying right before our eyes. I couldn't take it anymore! I asked to get the doctor on the phone, but the nurse did me one better and told me that his urologist was on his way to the hospital as we spoke!

When he got there was such a blessing, b/c he was able to assess what was going on and didn't look at me with a blank stare when I tried to explain what was going on with the MACE and the mitrofanoff. So, it turns out that Isaiah's kidneys have "fallen asleep". Basically, when your body undergoes that trauma that his has, your kidneys will just go to sleep. So, now they have a bigger NG tube in his nose that goes to his belly and is draining the contents to try to keep him from throwing up.

Today, he looks a lot more aware, which is making me feel so much better. I don't understand how he can go through so much. I mean, I would think that a body can only handle so much, especially such a tiny one, you know? I wish I could take it all away, though. But, God apparently has a bigger plan for him!