For the last month or so, we have noticed Hudson's appetite and interest in food decreasing. Being that he is 18 months old, we figured it was just the beginning fo the toddler phase in his life. About 4 weeks ago he began vomitting a little more (about once a week), and started grabbing his stomach and crying in pain. When we called the doctor the first time she suggested that it was just gas, and that we should try giving him Mylicon (you can buy this at Walgreens). We tried that, but once his stomach was hurting him he would not take anything in or near his mouth. So that wasn't working. The second time we called the doctor, she asked a few quiestions (blood in his stool, blood in vomit, etc), and according to my answers just told me we will check him at our 18 month check up (which is scheduled for this Friday).
We became more concerned about Hudson's behavior as his stomach pain seemed to more abundantly interrupt his ability to eat, sleep and be a toddler. So Sunday, after a couple days of mixed stomach grabbing and very little food or liquid, we called the doctor for the third time. This time, she recommended we go to the ER, out of fear he may be dehydrated. So we went. There we sat for 6 hours, tramautizing our little boy with an IV, X-ray and ultrasound. The results from each were inconclusive, and the doctor wanted to do a CT scan. By that point it was almost midnight, Hudson was a wreck, and i couldn't see the purpose of doing the test since the right person to analyze the previous tests was not there. So we went home. That night Hudson hardly slept, and was in horrible shape. THe next morning the doctor from the ER called and said that the tests had been analyzed and we needed to return to the ER right away. So we went back, and had the CT Scan. The scan showed that Hudson had a bad case of pancreatitis. The treatment for that is a hospital stay to let the stomach and pancreas rest - which means a catheter in the arm to provide nutrients and fluids since you can't eat. So we left the ER and went straight to Presbyterian St Lukes Children Medical Center. And here we still are today.
Since we've been here, Hudson has had an MRI, fluid drawn from his stomach, a catheter put in, and is getting his vitals and blood drawn throughout the day. He is such a tough little cookie, cause right now he's watching Sponge Bob with grandma and pointing out the cars, hats, etc. He has still been smiling, talking about Thomas the Train, and still has shows a bit of the toddler spice that we both love. Yesterday we found out that the mass in his stomach is not cancer, but that it might be a rare parasitic disease that he got from a dog who ate feces. I will look up the name to put on here, but for now we are waiting to hear from the CDC in Atlanta to confirm or deny if it could possbily be this rare disease. WE are hopeful that it's not this, as it will keep us here longer, and we want more than anything to get the pacreatitis better and go home too. But for now all we can do is wait for an answer. Thankfully Hudson has both his grandmas and his Grandpa Rosdil here to help keep him distracted. Hudson and I haven't left the hospital since Monday night, and i am defnitely longing for normalicy again soon.
In the mean time, we want our son to be well, so we will trust in God that He has control over all of our lives, and will protect and keep us in His grip throughout all we endure. Our prayer is that we will figure out what it is so we can get our precious little boy back!
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