Eli Update

There are a lot of things a person could do on any given Saturday. Mow the lawn, catch up on sleep, enjoy a leisurely breakfast, go "fun" shopping, take the kids to the park, watch a good movie, enjoy a golf tournament, go grocery shopping, catch up on scrapbooks, yada yada. Taking your 5 year old to Arkansas Children's Hospital at 9:30 in the morning just never made the list for me. A Friend/Doctor confirmed for us last night that Eli needed to be seen again and arranged for us to get into Children's easily. At 8:35 a.m., we found out we had to be at our appointment in Little Rock at 9:30. We had sense enough to be dressed.

After making sure the other 2 kids were taken care of, we hopped in the car a bit before 9 a.m. Eric was not about to miss our appointment. My poor man could hardly sleep last night, he has been so concerned. I think when he was asleep, his dreams were plagued with his children dying. So, in order to get us there on time, he punched the odometer up to 80 and 90 MPH and then proceeded to turn on his hazard lights. Inwardly, I am wondering if I missed some crucial information when I took Driver's Ed. "You may drive as fast as you want as long as your hazard lights are on if you think you are going to miss an important appointment for your only second born son" is not a rule I could bring to memory. But, being the submissive wife that I am, I sat very silently, not about to question a thing to the man who is only trying to protect his beloved son. I silently prayed to Sweet Jesus that we would not be pulled over. (I am pretty sure that it is only in the movies that Policemen escort you to your destination when you think you are in dire straits.) Well, we made it to Children's in 25 minutes...a trip that probably should have come in closer to 40 minutes. And, alas, we were not late.

Arkansas Children's Hospital is rated one of the best in the country. We could see why. Every single person we came in contact with seemed genuine and thoughtful and determined to get at the root of the problem. After a UA (still no infection) came the blood work. I got tickled at the nurse who told Eric to stand on the other side of Eli and offer him a positive face. Is that opposed to Eric's negative face or the negative faces of the nurses as they draw blood? I just wasn't sure. Eli was so brave. Next came the X-Ray...which eventually became our saving grace. The Doctor said the blood work was fine. As he looked at the X-Ray, he noticed a WHOLE lot of gray material he referred to as stool that is backed way up. My poor baby is so constipated that it is putting so much pressure on his bladder, it causes him to go pee every few minutes! FINALLY, an answer! The Doctor said it wasn't unusual to be pooping some (what Eli was doing) and yet still be backed up. The thing about the people we saw in Conway was not necessarily the fact that they didn't know what was wrong, but the fact that they weren't willing to find out. They simply said, if he is still having problems in a week, then come back in.

My nature is to take advice like this ("nothing is wrong") and listen to it even though my spirit says differently. Luckily, I have a husband that will get to the root of issues. I don't know what I would do without him!

As we were getting ready to go home, I begged Eric to go through Krispy Kreme Donuts. We don't have one in Conway and I couldn't remember the last time I had a donut that was worth eating. He looked at me like I had lost my marbles. "Our son is backed up to his throat and you want to feed him WHAT?" OK, OK, I settled for a trip to Walmart to load up all the fruit and veggies you can fill in a cart.

We put Eli on some medicine that is supposed to help the little guy out. If it does what it is supposed to, then my blogging time will be limited drastically. Praise God for answers. Hopefully, this will take care of the issue and things will get back to normal here in Pottyville...I mean Boyland.