Here is what happened in a nut shell...
Everything has been going AMAZINGLY well with Luke's feet. We had surgery AGAIN in May to re-open the wound and clean it out, due to an abscess stitch that was causing the infection/MRSA. Everything was going well and we thought it would be just a matter of days before the wound closed up again and we would be on the mend.
Friday however proved to be a different story.
The day started off normal, Luke was fine. However Grandma called around lunch time stating he was rubbing his foot and wincing. He would hold the foot up to almost show her that he was hurting. I emailed the doctor and made an appointment to be scene on Monday. Things took a turn for the worse later on in the day...he was in obvious pain. The doctors office stated that if we wanted to be scene we would need to go to the ER.
Well we went to the ER and they ended up admitting him. The infection had spread to the bone.
He was on IV antibiotics round the clock.
Our little guy is sooo tough...he had so many people poking on him and was clearly not happy about the situation initially. However the following day, he was back to his old self and took everything in stride. Don't get me wrong...he was NOT a fan of having his blood taken, but you could clearly see the difference with the medicine in his system and he was on the mend!
He loved making the nurses laugh by making faces at them and when multiple doctors came in the room at once, he was happy sitting on my lap and making faces at them too!
He even started walking (with our help of course) in the room!
Last night (Sunday-the final night) he took his IV out himself :(
So that was the end of that. They sent us home today with oral antibiotics (AKA "liquid gold") that should cure everything so that the infection does not lay dormant anymore and will not return.
For the next 4-6 weeks we have to be closely monitored by the Infectious Disease clinic at the hospital to make sure he is on the mend and that there are no side effects to the medication. We continue to pray that we are on the shorter side of that time frame as we do not want him on the medicine any longer than necessary.
With all that said and as sad as we are that Luke has to go through this, we have it good. Nothing will bring you to your knees or put things into perspective for you than a weekend at the Children's Hospital.
Today on the elevator I met a 3 year old girl who has been in the hospital for 1 solid month, who is finally in remission after a long battle with Leukemia. She is 3.
Across the hall was a young girl (not much older than 10) who has no lower half of her body. She was so sweet and wanted nothing more than to socialize with people.
The nurses and doctors at CMH, are incredible. Words can't begin to say how blessed the hospital is to have them there. They make the children feel comfortable, play with them and engage them.
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