They immediately rushed Superman to the little cribby thingy with DH close behind with the video camera going. The nurses didn't see him behind them and were talking between themselves. Their words were, "I don't think this one is going to make it." That little sentence was recorded on the video. That little sentence that can chill a person to the bone. That little sentence will be heard forever whenever we watch the video of Superman's birth. And being the people we are, we will give a big ole middle finger to those nurses, cuz he survived and is thriving.
But just because we got through that horribly difficult birth, doesn't mean that the way was clear for our little guy. About two weeks after he came home he started throwing up all his food that he ate. Brought him to the doctors, nothing that they could see, blood test came back fine. We put him on different formula, didn't work and he got worse. Put him on prescription formula, and it seemed to help a bit, but he was still throwing up just about everything he ate. I was washing his blankets and clothes twice a day because he was going through that many changings. Brought him back to doctors and they finally set up an appointment for x-rays, but the hospital was an hour away. The night before he was to get the x-rays he got very bad. He was unable to keep anything in him. Screaming and crying non stop. We drove to the hospital that he was to get his x-rays at hoping that they could do them sooner. After watching them fight to get an iv in him they ended up telling us to just come back what was now later that day. They had a bunch of people coming in from a very bad accident, and Superman was stable.
I drove back later that day by myself, thinking that this will be a quick in and out kinda thing. Wrong, wrong, wrong. The doctor came in after seeing the x-rays and told me he was scheduling emergency surgery for Superman. Im sorry, what did you just say to me? Surgery? Holy shit! I called DH, and told him that they were going to operate, and I didn't know when I would be home. It turns out that Superman had was is called Pyloric Stenosis, basically it is the tightening and shrinking of the muscle at the bottom of the stomach and top of the intestine. Most of the food that Superman had been eating wasn't making it into his bowls, and would just come back up since it had no place to go. It was the worst case that the doctor had ever seen and he had done hundreds of these surgeries.
Long story short, Superman is doing just fine now, but the reason that I shared that story with you isn't really to give you information on my kid. The real story behind this is, that while I was driving back and forth an hour each way, money for gas was dwindling. We, a family of now five were living on only $451.00 a month. My vehicle was a Ford Explorer and that is for sure not gas efficient. I was going through a tank a day. Fortunately he wasn't in the hospital for long, or we wouldn't have been able to either pick him up from the hospital or we would have had to stay in that town and do I have no idea what. We didn't have family around to help us either. It was down to the last couple of dollars for us.
One of our Crazies sent me a message asking for help. I don't normally post things like this for various reasons, but I mentioned that the FB page was going to be changing directions, and this is a perfect direction. The ability to help another. You see her story runs the same path as mine. It involves a baby, who is an hour away from home in the hospital, and dwindling finances.
Let me introduce Skye and her son who was born Feb 8th of this year during the blizzard that hit New Hampshire. The following is her message to me:
Would you mind asking your fans if any of them have extra baby boy
things/ diapers? Our son was born at 25 weeks. & all the money we
had saved is going to drive back & forth to the hospital every day.
we live & dad works an hour away from the hospital so all of our
money has been going to gas! I am willing to PM someone my address if
they want to ship something. thank you.
I asked her to give me a bit more information about him and where they live.
He is doing good. he is on CPAP of a level of 7. once we get it down to 5
we can try bottle feeding. we are doing all right just getting
exhasted. we are in NH. he was born on feb 8th in that bad bliazzard we
had. there is no nice you at my hosptial so a special team had to drive
up to get him. it took 3 hours for a drive that normall takes one. they
said they didn't think he would make it, but he did. he is a fighter. he
was born at 2lbs 4oz & has made it to 6bs 3oz now. & i'm hoping
to be home by our due date which was may 20th.
As you can see, Skye isn't asking for money, but rather items for her son. As a mom who also had to drive back and forth while my son was in the hospital I understand the pressure of trying to make ends meet, and deal with a wee one who is sick. So my Crazies, what do you think? Might you have some baby clothes stored away somewhere, could you maybe send her a package of diapers? This is a chance for you to help someone, and get those warm fuzzies that come with doing a great deed. After all, how could you refuse a beautiful face like this?
If you would like to help Skye and her family please message her and she will give you her address and info. She is the first comment.
Thank you all my Crazies, and God bless.
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