Its been way to long.. Needing to process recent events

I haven't blogged in quite a while. But after an event, I feel I need to get it all out and process this a little bit.

So Last Thursday October 7, 2010, I was cooking a pie just about to head to pick up Tommy. The pie was almost done, and I was gathering some diapers and some clothes for the babes. When I hear a awful scream, you know the one that means pain. It was Gavin. I run into the kitchen, where he is standing using the oven door to hold on to. Kahleb had opened the oven. I grabbed up the baby, immediately put warm water on it, put some burn cream on it, was running around like crazy, and called Tommy in a panic, and basically said baby is burnt get to hospital.. I vaguely remember him saying he didn't have a ride and I yelled back to borrow a car and get there now! I didn't even give him much details, and hung up. Yelling at the kids to get into the van and into their seats, he called back to get more details and I headed out to the hospital.

Tommy is already there, and I have had 45 minutes to process what all was going on, and I know I needed to be calm for the children and so I didn't drive crazy, because we have taken that road before too. (wrecking in panic)

I take the baby in, they get him back right away, they access him and immediately determine he needs to be transferred to Children's Hospital (St. Johns in Springfield). Tommy comes in and holds babe while they do an IV, and I wait with the other children in the waiting room, while my mom is headed to come and pick them up. Right after she got there, they got the IV in and already had been given Morphine. We then waited for the ambulance to transfer us to Springfield.

They get there, and we are on our way. Although little guy was pretty high on morphine, he didnt sleep the whole way there. We get to the hospital and take a tour and go to the burn unit, and then were told we needed to go to the Pediatrics ICU. We walk back down there and go on in. They get him all situated into the bed, hooked up the all the monitors. The burn unit arrive shortly to access the damage. The doctor said that since his hands were completely white, that meant his skin was essentially scorched, that he was going to need burn grafts. He said typically they would wait a couple days and wait and see since children are very resilient but his were pretty bad, we would do the grafts in the morning.

The next morning, Friday, we went in for surgery. It felt like forever, I think it took a couple hours. Where I sat alone and waiting. Finally the nurse comes out and says things are going well, they are just stitching and that is taking a while, since they have to do small and fragile stitching.

Eventually the doctor came out and said all was well. They took a graft from his thigh, and then also from his inner thigh and his stomach. He has what looks like a tummy tuck scar. And then for his thigh there is a patch gone, where they took a couple layers.

He had vacuum bags on his arm, which were literally vacuum sealed. After 48 hours they would take all the dressing off and go from there.

The next 48 hours were tiring, which involved him getting a lot of morphine, and by Saturday, I was cuddling with him in a rocker.

At this time, he had an IV, a pulse/oxygen monitor on his foot, a blood pressure on the foot, 3 probes monitoring heart rate, respiratory. And then 2 vacuum lines, one from each hand.

Sunday came a long- 48 hours later. Burn unit came down, they sedated him and took all the dressings off, cleaned him and applied new dressing. We were then told we would be transferred to regular pediatrics that day.

He seemed a lot happier up there, he only had one thing on, an IV.
By the next morning, he had kicked it out.
After Monday early morning, he was hooked to nothing. He was so so much happier.

On Sunday, he got splints to keep his hands open and spread apart.

Sleep was awful as the nurses were always waking him through the night. They'd wake him through naps. But overall the next couple days he spent sleeping and playing.

We did dressing changes every morning, I had learned how to do it, and by Thursday, we were going home. We will continue to change his dressing every day, he has to wear his splints for a long while. This will be a long journey of recovery.

At the hospital, he really didn't eat that much. As soon as we left he started eating more and was much happier.



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GRAPHIC PICS OF HIS HANDS... A WEEK LATER

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