Day 763 - Jul 1, 2010

Today was quite the day. We took Kevin to have fluid injected into his skin expander and he did very well with that. Matter of fact, here are a couple videos of it happening. I warn you now, if you are squeamish - these may not be for you.





After this, we had to go and have a CT scan done of Kevin's head so that the new plate can be built. It took a while because this plate will be built correctly - making it appear that Kevin has the tissue/muscle that is actually missing from the left side of his head. The last one wasn't designed to be uniform with the right side of his head causing us to need the plastic surgery to correct his appearance.

So that is when the problem started. As they were wheeling Kevin out of CT, he was nauseous. We grabbed a puke bowl and waited a few minutes but then Kevin wanted to go home. So I wheeled him out and left him in front of the hospital while I went to get the car. By the time I got back to him, he was white as a ghost and sweat was just running down his face. His clothes were completely soaked and stuck to him and he was so sick.

I wanted to take him back in to the hospital but he refused. I managed to somehow get him into the car and I just pulled away and parked in the first spot I could find. We just sat there for 45 minutes while Kevin puked his guts out.

He stopped sweating and a small amount of color returned to his face and he told me to get home. We left and he did puke a couple more times on the way. Let me tell you, it's not easy trying to pull over in traffic while holding a puke bowl up to the face of the person sitting next to you.

But we did make it home and it took Kevin about a half hour to work up the energy to go from his wheelchair to his bed, but once he was in bed - he slept for 3 hours. Truthfully, at this point I was starting to panic.

I didn't panic prior to this because Kevin has actually had this same response the last 2 times he has had a CT scan. I don't know if it's the fluid movement going from laying flat on the table to upright in the chair or if it could be the radiation? I don't know. I probably should call someone tomorrow, but I'm not quite sure who to call.

So anyway, after sleeping like the dead for the three hours, he did finally wake up and was completely fine. I was on the verge of calling the ER when I finally heard "MOMMM". Phew! I can't tell you how happy I was to hear that word!

Oh and I have to tell you - at one point I walked in to check on him and he had the biggest smile on his face while he was sleeping. He must have been having a really great dream, lol. It sure was a sight for sore eyes - I haven't seen that sweet and innocent smile in a very long time. Mostly now it's that quirky grin, lol.

And now, before I sign off - I want to wish my baby girl a HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!