Yesterday, I spent most of the day in the hospital with Abbey. You see, she has had problems with her lower intestinal system ever since she was born. For some reason, we have never been able to figure out what's wrong with her. We haven't even had a doctor that's thought of anything to do about it either.
Last week, I finally took Abbey in to see the doctor and I wasn't leaving until we had some kind of conclusion. She had X-rays and other lab work done. The option was to get into see the gastroenterologist. The problem, we couldn't get an appointment until August. So, we were sent home.
During the weekend we were supposed to do a "power flush". So she had four doses of medicine a day to clean out her lower tract. They were worried about a blockage, but couldn't tell until we tried to clear her out.
After the weekend, and another X-ray on Monday, it looked like she was going to need surgery to remove a mass in her colon. {I hope this isn't bothering any of you, I figured your all parents, so you wont mind.} Anyway, we were going to go into the doctors office again on Tuesday. Instead of getting a call to come in, we got a call from the specialists office. They had a cancellation on Wednesday and wondered if we could come in. Not only that, but the regular doc wouldn't be in, his old professor from UCLA was covering for him for the week. We were told that Abbey would be seeing the best guy in the country for her problem. WOW! Huge blessing.
After meeting with him and getting Abbey examined, she no longer had the obstruction. He was ready to admit her to the hospital for surgery, but it was just gone. So another blessing! He did want to get a few tests done on her while he was still in town.
They wanted her to see another specialist, but they informed us that she couldn't be seen for a month at the soonest. They called to make the appointment, and low and behold, they could take her immediately. The nursing staff was so shocked at our great luck. They advised us to run out and get a lottery ticket. :)
The tests at the new place took a very long time to administer and they were very uncomfortable for Abbey, she was a real trooper though. We weren't done yet though. She next had to go to radiology and have multiple X-rays done, with {cringe} a barium enema. If the first test wasn't bad enough, this definitely topped it. I felt so bad for her, she was soo good though. They gave her a stuffed animal and all the stickers and goodies that she wanted. The whole day left her feeling sick and very exhausted, I was exhausted and starved, but I wasn't going to complain about it. I didn't think it was fair to say a word, I wasn't going through anything.
So, after 7 hours spent at the hospital, we were able to get everything accomplished that needed to be. Just in time for the doctor to look it all over before he heads back to California on Tuesday too. Were these perfectly orchestrated events just coincidence? I don't think so. We were blessed, there is no other explanation.
At least not one that I'm willing to accept!