So Sick and So Brave.

On Thursday, Sawyer got hit hard from some form of stomach bug. He started throwing up at 5:20 in the morning and it continued until 8:30 that night. If you did the math, that's 15 hours of vomiting. If that wasn't bad enough, explosive diarrhea started by 12. I'm telling you I was lucky mom!
I tried to get him to drink water, eat popsicles, drink gatorade. I tried everything I could. His body rejected all fluids and solids. I knew when Kenzie gave him a blue popsicle cause he had blue puke.
As a mother I felt helpless. By that night it was apparent I (we) needed some spiritual help. I asked for Sawyer to receive a Priesthood blessing. I'm glad our Home Teacher was a little late. It gave me time to clean the puke that had just taken place.
I asked Sawyer if he wanted a blessing to feel better. In his exhausted, little, innocent, pure voice he says to me, "Yes mom, I want a blessing so Jesus Christ can help me feel better." My eyes instantly filled with tears of joy and astonishment. My precious little 3 yr old had just taught me what true Faith was. How could such a young soul have such great faith. He knew a Priesthood Blessing given to worthy men from his loving Heavenly Father would help him feel better. My testimony and faith were strengthened through my sweet Sawyer.
If that simple Faith wasn't enough, as soon as the blessing was over we experienced our own little miracle.
After the blessing, Sawyer looked at me and said, "mom, I have no more puke. I'm ready for bed now."
After throwing up for 15 hrs straight, right up until his blessing, he didn't throw-up again. I tucked him bed with a bucket just in case. But we never needed it again. His Faith got him through.
On Friday Sawyer woke up and was weak. That was to be expected, right. But, he wanted to eat. He had a little cereal. It stayed down!
By midday though, I was a little concerned. He had slept most of the day on and off. He started acting very lethargic and moaning. He refused to eat anything else. But, he was drinking some. As the day progressed he started moaning a lot more and then he started crying out in his sleep. By crying out, I mean talking gibberish and then that lead to moaning and then screaming. Painful sounding screams.
I didn't know what to do for him. Once again as a mother I felt completely useless. Xander had a school program that night that he had a part in so he needed to go there. Tyler was at work. Luckily, Mackenzie didn't have gymnastics. So I had her for help.
As the time came closer for Xander's program, Sawyer fell into a good sleep. A calm enough sleep that  I felt OK. attending Xander's program. Plus I knew Ty would be home within 30 mins.
When I arrived home Sawyer was awake. Tyler said he had been moaning and had been calling out a bunch of gibberish with the only coherent word being, "mommy."
As the night came to an end, we tucked the other kids in bed and put Sawyer in his bed. Tyler and I went downstairs and tried to watch a show. I kept muting the TV. cause all I could hear was Sawyer screaming and moaning. As Ty and I crawled into bed, I told Ty I couldn't handle it anymore. We needed to do something. I said, I thought we should take him to the doctor. Ty thought he'd be OK. and we take him in, in the morning. Then Sawyer really started crying out and moaning, speaking gibberish and was hot with fever. It was just enough for Ty to check him out and me to say, "Do you really think he can last 8 mor hrs. like this?"
Ty agreed we needed the emergency room. I woke Kenz and told her what was happening. Then off we went.
As soon as we got there the doc's looked at him and immediately put in an IV and started pumping him full of fluids. Sawyer barely put up a fight when they stuck him needles and took several vials of blood. He was such a brave little trooper.

In the ER. being pumped full of fluids.

Friday night.

After a few hours in the ER. the doctor came in and said he like to admit Sawyer into the pediatric unit and keep the IV going. My response, "Heck ya. Anything!"
Sawyer was finally admitted around 4am. Ty and I now had to decide what we were going to do. Kenzie had her last gymnastic meet that afternoon, Sawyer was not going anywhere, and we had the boys.
Our first realization was we needed access to both cars. As a mother I had to face an obvious solution, but one of the hardest. We needed to leave him at the hospital while Ty and I drove home and got the other car. It might not seem like that hard of a decision to make, but given my emotional, physical and stressed out state it broke my heart.
We left while Sawyer was asleep, knowing he was in good hands and getting the help he needed. We decided Ty would head back to the hospital for the night. I was going to get the kids up and ready in the morning and get Kenz ready for her meet. I finally crawled into bed at about 5am. It had been one heck of a day!
I took Kenzie to her gymnastic meet in Orem at 11:30 and left the boys home. I bribed them with unlimited use of video games! They were in X-Box heaven. After Kenzie's meet I headed back to the hospital to check on Sawyer. When I got there he looked better.

Saturday afternoon.

 Because he still wasn't eating or drinking on his own, the diarrhea was back, and his potassium levels were low, the doctor decided to keep him one more day.
During this time, I had several friends txt me or send me messages asking how they could help and offer to bring dinner in. I am truly blessed with great friends. I was the hospital a lot longer than planned and the boys were left alone a lot longer than planned. But, Tara came to my rescue. She grabbed a pizza and headed over. Then she started cleaning my house for me. While she was there, my friend, Tracey's hubby showed up with a dinner. I didn't even know! I am so blessed with so many angels in my life.
I took Kenz home, hopped in the shower and packed an overnight bag. It was my turn to sleep at the hospital.
By Sunday morning, Sawyer was a lot better. I had brought him some toys to play with and the sweet nurse brought him in some playdough, books and blanket to keep. He was a much happier boy.

Playing on Sunday.

 We thought for sure we'd go home Sunday night. But, because Sawyer was still not drinking on his own once again the doc kept us overnight. I stayed again that night. Ty went home with the kids so he could get them ready the next day for school and go to work.
By Monday, Sawyer was more than ready to go home. He kept asking, "let's get outta here."
By 1:30 we received the news we had been waiting for. We were good to go! Yippee we were outta there!
Once we got home all Sawyer wanted to do was take a nap on the couch.
 So I let him!