I am beginning to feel like a broken record. We are back in the hospital. Actually, this is a different hospital. We are at the children's hospital downtown. We are not in tne NICU this time - just the pediatric floor.
On the phone yesterday, with our surgeon's assistant, I mentioned that Braxton hadn't stooled in 24 hours (despite our dilitation and enemas). Within five minutes I had gotten a call back that we needed to be admitted again. The surgeon had already been concerned about the size / condition of the abdomen, and this pushed him over the edge.
Since we've been here, Braxton's abdomen has continued to get larger, and we are still getting minimal or no stool out of him. Braxton is currently off all nutrition besides IV to hydrate him, and is on suction. He is basically sleeping through everything right now.
We have come down to our only option of doing a colostomy. The plan is that this will be temporary, and will allow Braxton to improve enough for his surgery in July (to remove the bad part of his colon). So it looks like we will be on the surgery schedule tomorrow for the colostomy.
It's so hard to have to make these decisions and to see my baby suffer. Braxton continues to take everything in stride, which is nice on me. But sometimes I just wish he would scream in protest. He certainily deserves to.
I'll post more updates as I have them.