Chutes and Ladders

Since my son's surgery Monday, our hospital stay has been much like the game Chutes and Ladders. Most of you remember that game.

I remember playing this game as a kid, especially with a child psychologist I used to see. I would always get excited to get the really big ladder on 28 and 1 but not so happy with any of the chutes, especially the big one on 87 and 62.

Surgery was Monday and was more complicated than first thought. It's apparent when the first words out of a surgeon's mouth is "He likes to cause a little trouble doesn't he?" My son has never played by the book. He's often outside of the box. Surgery went well but was definitely more than first thought and it looked worse than what was first appeared.

Since getting into ICU we had a fight to try to get anything to stay down. We are on day 3, on the regular floor as of yesterday afternoon and still struggling with keeping food down but at least now we are getting better with the fluids, just not at ideal yet. We are trying for oral meds today to see how that goes and him out of bed. First syringe of oral meds barely went down, his grimaces were fantastic! The second, the one I know he likes (Zyrtec) he completely spit out. Breakfast earlier in the morning didn't work out well and the BRAT diet last night also resulted in a NOPE! I have called him Mt. Vomit with occasional eruptions today.

Hopefully we'll quit having eruptions before long and we can get his IV port out and go from there. Till that's out, he can't walk around any. I bet once it's out, he's gone! And maybe even the therapy dogs can come by today and cheer him up. We can only take on so much Shrek! lol (He loves the ROAR)

I think that's the perfect analogy for any journey, but especially a medical one. Chutes and Ladders. Now let's hurry up and get to the top already!

Blessings!
~ Special Momma ~