June 1st, I brought Jo into the ER because he had been throwing up for two days and had been suffering with diarrhea for over a month.
Thankfully my favorite ER nurse was working and was able to get an IV into him on the first try. That doesn't happen very often.
We spent a LONG night in the ER and then he was finally transferred up to Dartmouth by ambulance. We arrived at 4am Sunday morning.
Thank goodness for helping hands. I didn't have to worry about THIS busy boy while I was in the hospital with Jo. He was well taken care of by Kara and made a few trips up to see us.
She even brought Stevie.
We spent a total of five days on the pediatric floor trying to find the cause of his chronic diarrhea, but all of the tests came back pretty normal. Even though he wasn't feeling too great, he was such a happy boy!
Whenever Brady would come to visit...we would make the most of our visit.
He and I have a lot of fun together.
We had lots of secrets to catch up on!
And a visiting with Jo was just what he needed to feel better.
I love the way that this little boy can smile through hard things. He's my hero!
While we were away, Kara made sure to spoil my older kids as well.
She took them out to eat and to fun places.
The last day we were there, the doctor's did a scope and biopsy to see if we could get some answers that way.
Jo did really well during the procedure and we were finally able to go home later that night.
(The biopsies ended up being mostly normal aside from 'inactive inflammation of the bowels'. He will have a repeat scope in 6 months and in the meantime they have him on Immodium AD.)