almost back to normal...

since about Dec. 22nd. brodie has had the worst stomach ache....DISCLAIMER RIGHT NOW I AM GOING TO GO INTO DETAIL CAUSE I AM A MOTHER I LIVED IT FOR A MONTH THIS DOES NOT BOTHER ME AND IF YOUR GOING TO READ IT PUT ON YOUR BIG GIRL OR BOY PANTIES OK.....at first i thought i thought it was a bad reaction to some milk...he had some choc. milk and white milk in the same day and sometimes he can handle it and sometimes its not pretty...but that night...it was like WOW...BOOOOM!!!!!!!!!!! and when i say there was an explosion in that poor baby's underwear there was a freaking explosion...so i went into robotmom mode...just stripped him...bed...cleaned him...cleaned the bed...and i know this is going to sound weird and gross but it will make sense later but there was a weird and bad smell...so this went on for three days...he didnt get out of bed...for ANYTHING.....i had to carry him to the bathroom so he could pee...and i started to pack his underwear with tissue and papertowels to give me the few seconds i needed to get him to the bathroom....he couldnt lift his head...we didnt make christmas eve at my grandmother's ...that was the first time ever in my life i have ever missed that...but more important things were happening....he wouldnt drink anything and forget about eating....so christmas day rolled around and i knew there was no way i was taking him anywhere near my cousin's newborn cute as hell baby girl who i had still not met (CAUSE BRODIE HAD BEEN SICK WHEN SHE WAS BORN THIS IS ALSO IMPORTANT YOU WILL SEE LATER) so as much as it killed me we stayed home...and he started to burn up with fever and the weather reports were calling for tornado like conditions and i could just see us having to take him in the middle of all that...so...as much as we hated it we got him up and headed to the hosptial...on christmas day....it was a packed house....but we were actually one of the first ones called when they started calling people back....but poor brodie just couldnt hold his bowels....he wasnt ever really aware he was pooping on himself...i kept him cleaned up as i could but that was very difficult...well the doctor comes in curly head guy with glasses...had a little bit of a mullet just a smig...was nice at first i guess...did no blood work...no stool sample...nothing...just based everything on what triage had worked up and what we told him and decided it was a stomach bug and it had to run its course.....and not to give anything for the diarrhea....that floored me...um nothing...my son has been eating and drinking nothing cant sit up and shit is exploding out his butt and we do nothing...that is your answer is what i want to scream at the doctor...WHICH IS WHAT I WILL DO THE NEXT DAMN TIME...I WILL NO LONGER BE INTIMIDATED BY A MAN OR WOMAN WITH AN M.D.....well i didnt like that at all in my head...he said there were four other kids right now in there e.r. with the same thing...and to follow up with our family doctor...well you bet your sweet bippy i am...so the next morning i was at Dr.B's office bright and early with my sick child and he gave brodie some anti diarrhea medicine and he couldnt understand why the dr at the e.r. didnt do ANYTHING...i can...brodie is on medicaid...i promise you that is the main reason....but anyway...i gave brodie one dose...only one dose...cause i did want it to run its course also but i wanted brodie to have a break cause this was a none stop explosion after explosion something i had never seen before...and it did give him a break...for about five days...he acted like he was better except he was still lethargic he just didnt have any get up and go...still had no interest in his christmas gifts...we were able to go to aunt mary lous to eat new years day lunch...and meet sweet baby aubrey who brodie fell in love with...but we noticed something during those five days...he wasnt passing poop he was passing mucus... i will explain that later...then me and him were hanging out and BOOM!!! bomb went off...ROUND 2....strip him ....strip the bed...clean him and clean the bed...no sleep the whole night with worry...what is going on....this goes on for a few days more...but this time his attitude is way better and he is drinking...not eating..he didnt eat a bite for five whole days...but he was drinking tons...i was giving him a bath and i had had enough...he looked like one of those starving Ethiopian children...skinny arms and legs and looks like they had swallowed a basketball...now i have taken him to the doctore four times from the time all this started...so i said during this bath i am taking him to the doctor the next morning and something is going to happen damnit...something isnt right...so i did...they xrayed his belly at Dr. B's office...and from that it looked like an impaction so they told me to go to the e.r. at Flowers and meet with a surgeon....my heart dropped....i almost lost it....thank the Lord my husband didnt have to work that day...cause i dont think i would have made it through without him....so we went....and it was all fairly fast getting into there... but it was pitiful when they were trying to get his i.v. started so they could get blood....they blew out his vein on his left arm trying to find it and had to move to the right arm...oh that broke my heart....then they did they CT scan which they let me and joel go with him....he did awesome with that...but his arm was boarded up and he wouldnt let you touch that thing and if he didnt know you you better had not touch it...it was a little funny...they told us we would have to stay;...that was scary...he loved the wheelchair ride to his room and having his own bed with his own tv and his own remote...he thought it was pretty cool....me not soo much...so all they need now was poop.....we waited.....and waited and waited and waited.....and poor baby was starving and couldnt eat anything until they knew what they were dealing with....so it was clears....but they let me and him walk around the floor..then the poop...we found out he had C.DIFF...which was because he had taken some antibiotics from early in december and it had gotten rid of all the good stuff in his intestines and the milk prob triggered the bad stuff to breed and viola you have EXPLOSIONS and that is the doctors exact technical term for it...and then when it seemed like it was better except for the clear mucus that is the intestines version of pus...nice huh...so yeah...baby boy was sick...so i would love to casterate that e.r. doc for his let it run its course method without first testing the poop.  ..so after we found all that out brodie was put into isolation cause it is contagious if you come into contact with the poop...but joel and i have not gotten it...its rare for kids to get it they told us....so now he is on a high fiber diet to get the stomach gasses regulated..as much as i can get a four yr old to eat....his belly still blows up like a basketball and he still has horrible sounding gas but his poops are more solid now...and its def got that regular poop smell...trust me if you ever smell C.Diff poop that is a waaaaaaaaay bad smell...just saying....
but thanks to everyone who texted, called, facebooked, emailed, and prayed....it truly meant the world....and i told brodie about each and everyone...
love you
like me and brodie say sometimes  all you need is faith, trust and pixie dust ,,,,,,,,