Paul has spent every night by his bedside in a recliner. We had a room in Samuel Way building but didn't feel right leaving him there all by himself.
22nd May: I took Charlotte to the zoo to get out of the hospital. I am glad I did as when we got back it was decided that he was to be put on haemodialysis. We had spoken about is for the past couple of days but really hoped that he would start to wee, but in true Angus style nothing has gone to plan. While he was going to be put under they decided that they would also do a kidney biopsy and a colonoscopy. It was extremely hard to hand him over to people that I didn't even know but unfortunately it has become a regular thing in our lives.
Ofcourse there was risks involved in these procedures and with the kidney biopsy there was a 1 in 10,000 chance that it may bleed out. Well Angus was that 1 in 10,000. This wasn't noticed until about 4am when he started weeing blood. he was taken back into radiology to have coils inserted into the kidney to stop the bleeding, thankfully this stopped but the part that this happened to has died off. This was the second time that he nearly didn't make it.
He remained intubated for a week. All I can say is thank god for family and friends as I don't think we could of got through without there love and support.
Angus' journey so far
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
We were flown out of Roxby that night and got to adelaide around 3.30am, the flight was awful as Angus didn't really cope to well. We were taken to the WCH and to this day are still here.
We were admitted into PICU (paediatric intensive care unit) on the 14th May 2010.
It was crazy to say the least. I hadn't slept for 24 hours and was a walking zombie. There were doctors everywhere and asking lots of questions about how long he had been sick and many other q's which i can't remember answering.
I was waiting for Paul to get down as he was bringing Charlotte with him. In the meantime it happened that Trace and Chad were down so came in with me.
Over the next few days it was all just doing tests and ultrasounds and xrays to try and find out what was making him so sick.
to be cont.
We were admitted into PICU (paediatric intensive care unit) on the 14th May 2010.
It was crazy to say the least. I hadn't slept for 24 hours and was a walking zombie. There were doctors everywhere and asking lots of questions about how long he had been sick and many other q's which i can't remember answering.
I was waiting for Paul to get down as he was bringing Charlotte with him. In the meantime it happened that Trace and Chad were down so came in with me.
Over the next few days it was all just doing tests and ultrasounds and xrays to try and find out what was making him so sick.
to be cont.
13th May 2010 The day our lives changed forever.
Angus was a happy little boy who only ever cried when he was hungry or in pain. This morning he woke up and Paul got up to him and gave him his bottle. I was heading down to coffee morning after I dropped Charlotte off at kindy. I was sitting talking to some girls when Angus spewed all over me and was really not himself. He was pretty sleepy all day. He had a docs appointment which I nearly cancelled but ended up taking him anyway. I was told to keep an eye on him and if he was to get any worse to call them back. He didn't get any better and started to get diahorrea aswell as the vomiting. I rang back and was told to take him to the hospital if he gets any worse.
He continued to have the runs and I remember ringing the hospital to say what had been going on, so they were expecting us. Paul was changing his bum and just said you need to get him there now. I took his temp and it was 34 degrees, i threw the thermometer as i thought it was broken but it wasn't.
I got to the hospital and that is where our nightmare became real.
I thank god that the nurses that were on that night knew what to do and thank goodness Dr Lewis got the intraosseous needle into his leg, as this is what saved his life.
The whole night is a blur of things that went on. At one point I have a healthy little boy and the next he is nearly taken away from us.
He continued to have the runs and I remember ringing the hospital to say what had been going on, so they were expecting us. Paul was changing his bum and just said you need to get him there now. I took his temp and it was 34 degrees, i threw the thermometer as i thought it was broken but it wasn't.
I got to the hospital and that is where our nightmare became real.
I thank god that the nurses that were on that night knew what to do and thank goodness Dr Lewis got the intraosseous needle into his leg, as this is what saved his life.
The whole night is a blur of things that went on. At one point I have a healthy little boy and the next he is nearly taken away from us.
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