Bronchioscope Hell

Andrew had a bronchioscope procedure at Arkansas Children's Hospital today on his right lung. He's had problems breathing, diagnosed with asthma, hospitalized once for pneumonia and had it twice again, but not enough for hospitalization. He's also susceptible to upper respiratory infections, bronchitis, etc.

They "bronked" him twice, the second time after he had problems breathing after coming out of the first one. There was an ear, nose and throat specialist there who said, "I can get it out," and he did.

"It" was a damn plastic doo-hickey he accidentally inhaled 3 ½ years ago from a toy blow gun. I took him to an ER for choking symptoms. After a while, they said he was okay. Stupid, stupid, stupid on my part for not following up, or suspecting that caused the problems.

It's 4:20 p.m., now. They think they'll be able to release him in a couple of hours. His mother, an RN, will take him home to Bastrop with her and watch him tonight, then bring him to Hamburg Wednesday morning (if they release him tonight)–hopefully in time to start summer school Wednesday morning. Bad timing all around; too close for comfort.

And I was at work while all this went down–worried shitless.