Endoscopy Is Over

Asher got through the endoscopy and we're now home and doing well. Gosh, I hate the endoscopies. I truly don't know what is worse - being forced to drink icky formula or having to undergo the endoscopies. The endoscopies are really hard on Asher.

Since he wasn't allowed to drink anything after 4 AM, I had planned to wake him up before 4 am to drink some formula. Turns out, Asher awoke at 3 AM because he had a rash on his tummy which hurt him enough to wake him up. Applying calamine lotion only hurt worse and Asher was screaming at the top of his lungs. If anyone knows why that would hurt, please clue me in! Anyway, we got through that, had some formula and went back to bed.

The endoscopy was scheduled for 12:15 PM, but it was started earlier. Asher did great and the visual inspection looked good. Dr. Ulshen was quick to tell me that in 30% of the cases, the visual inspection isn't enough and we need to await the biopsy results. The results should be available in about a week. So now we wait. But at least the hard part is over.

Asher did just great in the endoscopy. He walked with me to the operating room, let me pick him up and put him on the table, then put the mask on his face and breathed in the gas. The hard part was coming out of the anesthesia. It's REALLY hard on him and he was crying and in pain. They called me back to the recovery room and when I looked at him, he was all curled up in a ball and he looked so teeny tiny. He was still sleeping and it took a really long time for him to awaken. Then, once he woke up, he started crying, which got me crying. There we were, both of us bawling like babies. We sat like that on his gurney for about 45 minutes or so until the nurse insisted that he get dressed and leave. OK then, we're on our way.

I promised to buy him a toy, so off we went to Target in search of a toy. It took awhile to agree on the toy. My criteria was that it not be a gun. He ONLY wanted a gun. He ended up choosing a bug vacuum, because it LOOKS like a gun. At least it can't shoot things at people.

By the middle of our shopping trip, Asher started feeling better. He's still woozy and walking wobbly, but he's definitely on his way to recovery. I wish these endoscopies weren't so hard.

Next food trial? Bananas. We need a fruit.