Awwwww "NUTS"

I have to start off by saying, what a year medically our poor little Kanyon has been through. Bless his sweet heart, he has been poked and prodded  more than any toddler should ever have to be. So, here we go again with his latest and greatest episode that led to his first surgery at the age of 2.

Kanyon stays with Grandma Sandi on Wednesdays while mommy and daddy work. Daddy gets a call at work saying that Kan was eating peanuts and fell backwards off his stool causing him to swallow the peanuts that were in his mouth. Grandma said that Kan starts turning blue and choking. Thankfully, she had the know how to push his tongue down and make him throw up. However, her quick actions didn't quite resolve the coughing and wheezing that followed causing her to be genuinely concerned. After a quick call to the pediatrician we were headed for the hospital.

Thankfully, when a child is having a hard time breathing without hesitation they whisk them right back for examination. Mind you the emergency room is never a fun experience and much time is wasted waiting for nurses and doctors. Often the waiting is generally not that taxing, but when you have a curious 2 year old, it can really wear a parent down rather quickly. Of course, all of the hospital staff think that Kan is beyond adorable and he could probably take a giant poop in the middle of their walking space and they would say "OMG how cute." We can already tell that Kan is going to get away with murder in this joint. No amount of crayons, stickers, or blow up rubber gloves are going to keep our toddler from pushing every button or trying to take off with a bed that has wheels across the ER floor.

















They give Kan a quick look over and decide after hearing a little rattling in the lung area that xrays are the next way to go.  On the xray there is a haze in Kanyon's lungs, so they decide on a breathing treatment which in turn does not clear up any of the wheezy breathing or the rattling in his lungs. We had a great ER doctor who immediately calls a surgeon that comes right over to the hospital to look at Kan. Within minutes they are prepping him for surgery, knowing that more than likely he has aspirated a peanut into his lung and they must go in and remove it. I understand that it's a mandatory thing for doctors to give you a run down of all the bad things that could possibly go wrong in a surgery like this but good grief, talk about scaring the pants off a mom who is already a wreck as is, no bueno no bueno!!!


Kanyon is being such a little sport about all of this, in fact he is probably taking most of it better than myself.  He cried for a mere two seconds (I only cried for 10) when they put the iv in and thanked the nurse when she was finished. Every time he said thank you, the nurses just awwww'd over him. He didn't cry when I had to hand him over to the nurse to take him to the OR and waved bye bye to us as my eyes filled with tears. The waiting part has to be the worst part of any surgery. My nerves are on the fritz and I just know he should have been done by now as panic sets in. Paul is telling me not to worry that its fine, that he hasn't been back there for that long. Little does he know I'm timing down to the very minute we walked away from our little boy to head to the waiting room. Before we know it here comes the doctor holding a plastic container with the (3) peanuts he pulled from Kan's left lung. The surgery went without flaw and they are going to keep him over night for observation. At this point relief sets in and I am able to breathe knowing all is well.



Kan was extremely grumpy when he woke up from the anethesia but it wore off very fast (they lied) and he was back to entertaining everybody and trying to pull off every mechanism that was attached to his little body. We had lots of family and some friends visit us at the hospital and they were tremendous helps with Kaleb and Kennedy as we were stuck in the hospital for the night. We are so incredibly grateful for the big support system that we have. Kan is home safe and sound and was singing, "I'm sexy and I know it" within minutes after arriving home from the hospital. I have to finish by saying "dear Lord please grant this little boy a break medically and bless him with a good year containing no accidents or sickness, he definitely deserves it, AMEN...

3 comments:

  1. so glad he's ok but next time call me and i will came help u... love u guys....

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  2. AMEN! Poor little guy. I bet that was harder on Mom than that handsome, tough little feller. So glad everything worked out and that he's back in action. We love you all.

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