Hell Updated
Andrew got back home Tuesday night; they didn't have to keep him overnight.
During the first bronchioscope, the doctor was unable to get the object out of his lung, because he did a flexible bronch, and the object was imbedded with lung tissue growing around. They brought him back, were going to send him home, and have him come back later.
There was an ENT there, looked at the x-ray, and said he could get it. He went back in a second time, under anesthesia a second, and the ENT, using a rigid scope, went in, used a laser, cut it out and retrieved.
Andrew's mother called me after everything was over, and said he had breathing problems during the first procedure. She told me this morning, not wanting to tell me on the phone Tuesday, that the "breathing problem" was that Andrew quit breathing during the first procedure. They had to bag him. So close to losing my son, and I wasn't there.
After everything was over and done, we learned that the bottom two lobes of his right lung had collapsed. The ENT said he should be back on his way to being able to breathe much better, and hopefully have fewer problems with pneumonia, bronchitis, etc.
Today, he's at summer school (thrilling), and maybe all is better (not yet right) with the world.
There are times when you seem completely inept at parenting, and so unfit and ill-equipped to do so. This could easily be one of those times. Right now, I'm so thankful to have my son around, I'm not even going there. Hard lesson learned and duely noted.
During the first bronchioscope, the doctor was unable to get the object out of his lung, because he did a flexible bronch, and the object was imbedded with lung tissue growing around. They brought him back, were going to send him home, and have him come back later.
There was an ENT there, looked at the x-ray, and said he could get it. He went back in a second time, under anesthesia a second, and the ENT, using a rigid scope, went in, used a laser, cut it out and retrieved.
Andrew's mother called me after everything was over, and said he had breathing problems during the first procedure. She told me this morning, not wanting to tell me on the phone Tuesday, that the "breathing problem" was that Andrew quit breathing during the first procedure. They had to bag him. So close to losing my son, and I wasn't there.
After everything was over and done, we learned that the bottom two lobes of his right lung had collapsed. The ENT said he should be back on his way to being able to breathe much better, and hopefully have fewer problems with pneumonia, bronchitis, etc.
Today, he's at summer school (thrilling), and maybe all is better (not yet right) with the world.
There are times when you seem completely inept at parenting, and so unfit and ill-equipped to do so. This could easily be one of those times. Right now, I'm so thankful to have my son around, I'm not even going there. Hard lesson learned and duely noted.
posted by ss at 6:56 AM
4 Comments:
Holy Shit, Steve. What a terrifying couople of days you've had. I can't believe he is up and running so soon. I'll be thinking of you guys.
OMG...I got a chill just reading the part where he quit breathing. Thank goodness he is okay. I can't believe that had been there so long lung tissue was growing around it! At least it is out now and he is on the road to recovery. Let's hope things are alot less eventful and scary for you for awhile!!
Only scary thing now (thank goodness) is 18 1/2 more days of summer school English. Had a good first day, turned in all homework second day, etc. We WANT TO BE A SOPHOMORE!!!!!! Then his 10th grade English teacher (????????) can have fun:)
:) That's right!
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