Apparently something was going on with their paging service because Dr. Shuler didn't call back right away. The lady on the phone said, "Honey, I can't give you medical advice, but if I were you, I would call 911." Ohhh....I didn't want to hear that!
Somehow I managed to dial 911 with incredibly shaky hands as D kicked and laughed. I almost felt crazy because he was acting so happy. Anyway, the ambulance came and we took our first (and I would love for it to be our last) ambulance ride. Justin was at work, so I was extra nervous. Thankfully, he called his mom who happened to be a few minutes away from our house. She came busting in the door right before we were getting ready to leave. Relief. I wasn't alone!
They strapped his car seat on the bench in the ambulance, and off we went. This probably seems odd, but yes, I took pictures. (The camera happened to be in the diaper bag.) Derrick was holding his own oxygen mask!
The paramedics were SO nice! The lady that rode in the back with us said that if I ever felt nervous or weird about anything that was going on with D, that I could always call, and they'd be there. She even gave me a hug. Good medical people can really make tough situations a little easier to deal with.
Justin was able to get someone to come in for him at work, so he made it to the hospital just a few minutes after we got there.
This daddy was SO glad to be with his little man. He couldn't stand that he wasn't with us.
Derrick thoroughly enjoyed himself while they were admitting him for the most part. (Except the IV and the catheter, of course!) He loved all of the attention from everyone here. They kept telling him how cute he was and making him laugh and smile.
After admitting us, D's sats were up between the low 70s and 80. They ran all kinds of tests, trying to find a reason they dropped so low. They came up with nothing. All of his tests and his EKG looked normal. Of course they wanted him to stay last night for monitoring and until cardiology could come check him out. He ended up being put on oxygen overnight to keep his sats in the 80s. We made sure they understood that he didn't need to be higher than 85, which is really strange to people who aren't used to working with "heart kids." His oxygen came off during the night because he was satting in the 90s.
This morning Dr. Shuler (D's cardiologist) came in to check on him. He was worried last night that with sats that low he may have a clot, but assured us that his sats wouldn't have come back up if he did. He said his shunt sounded great, lungs clear, and that he looked great. He said that sometimes when these kids are starting a virus, their sats will drop and a few hours later they will spike a fever. He was almost certain that this was what D was facing...a virus of some kind that would present itself later.
As they monitored his sats and intake (because we all know how he doesn't like to eat) we spent the day hanging out here playing. It was tough finding things to entertain D. I guess this was a glimpse at what it will be like when he goes for surgery.
The wires were the most fun to play with.
But the blood pressure cuff came in a close second.
The bear that child-life gave him was also very entertaining. D enjoyed blowing strawberries at him and talking to him. It was quite funny.
Derrick's sats have been in the 80s all day, but because he wasn't eating like they wanted him to, they told us we had to spend the night again. One of the doctors came in to talk to us and she said that some bacteria had just shown up in his urine culture and that he had a UTI. She said it was kind of strange that it took so long to present, and that he really didn't have any symptoms (no fever, etc), but that he definitely had a UTI and they would start him on antibiotics. Good thing we were staying anyway, right? :)
The doc said that this could explain his sats dropping because his body was trying to fight off infection. I'm just glad to have something to blame, because that was really scary. I'm also glad Dr. Shuler's prediction was correct, and I hope we have no other sickness in the near future. I hope this is it.
I want to thank everyone who has called to check on us all day and checked the blog and carepages and left me messages on facebook. (Sorry it took me so long to update. I didn't think about grabbing the computer when we left in such a hurry...I didn't even get a bottle. Bad mommy!) I love that so many people care about Derrick. It makes my heart smile.
Thanks so much, and I'll update again tomorrow.
We love you all,