Like Mother, Like Son

Whew, what a day. So we ended up taking him in to the surgeon today-- because I wanted this settled before the weekend. He woke up this morning as cheery as could possibly be, and it just broke my heart to think that by the end of the day he'd probably be in mass amounts of pain. Tried to stay positive though...

The dr. appointment went as well as could be expected. I had so many 'worst case scenarios' going through my head; I was just about prepared for anything. He thought it best to drain the abscess. We agreed. So Caleb got some local, had 2 nurses holding down his legs, Dad holding his torso, and Me, sobbing away while I rubbed his face. I think he cried more from being terrified than from the actual incision. I didn't see it, and I don't look forward to when I have to. It only took about 5 minutes (thank God!) and the hole was packed with gause. Then we got wonderful news from the surgeon: we just have to leave the packing in for 24 hours and don't have to continue doing it ourselves! Thank the Lord. That was the biggest relief to me, because it definitely would've been an impossible task to accomplish alone. I counted, and I believe 6 arms would've been needed for the process. Anywho, cross that off the list! He's just on Tylenol for the pain, and is now on a new antibiotic, that should treat MRSA if that's the case. I insisted on a culture, which may take 2 weeks, but I'm almost positive it's the same bacteria I had. My theory is that he had it from the get-go, gave it to me, and then had it sprout up again this week. He has a follow-up next week, so our prayer is that he just doesn't have to experience too much pain while he heals.

Another interesting tidbit... the doctor seemed shocked that I hadn't taken this nasal antibiotic in addition to the others I took while I was infected. He still thought it was important that I do so, so I'm now back on an antibiotic myself. Perfectly healthy, yet medicated.

So, that was our day. Since we've been home this afternoon Caleb has been laughing and smiling. Sitting, playing, and not acting like he's bothered in the least. Not sure if that's because he's so tough or because the local hasn't worn off yet :-) Anyway, thanks to all who have kept us in their prayers over the last couple of days. Soon this will all be over with and I'll have another story to write in his baby book!

This is the face I got right after we got home :-)