We had what I like to call "parent initiation" the other day...aka our first real health scare with Macklin.
He got circumcised at his doctor's office last Wednesday-they didn't do it at the hospital because he had some swelling "down there" and they didn't think they could effectively circumcise him. Initially they were going to make us see a urologist at the children's hospital, but thankfully our pediatrician said he would do it.
[Mack is going to love that I'm blogging about this...]
Anywho-he got his wee wee chopped and that was that.
Until about 12 hours later, when I went to go change his diaper, I noticed that the whole front of his diaper was bright red, BEFORE I had even taken it off. I yelled "RYAN GET IN HERE NOW" and opened up the diaper to find this:
It was pretty horrifying. He had massive blood clots coming off of his penis as well. Of course it was 10:30 at night, everything was closed except for the ER....we were panicked! It would not stop bleeding. I called work because there's always a pediatrician there, and they told me to put pressure and wrap some gauze. So Ryan frantically went out to the store and bought 4 boxes of gauze (ha, perhaps a bit overboard for one tiny wiener, but we were freaked).
I still wasn't sure what to do--if we should take him in or what. We decided to just watch it. He was acting like it was no big deal, so at least he was calm. Of course he's a baby so what does he know:
We got ready for bed & I prayed that if I needed to take him in to be seen that I wouldn't be able to sleep. But I was able to sleep until his next feeding at 3am. Unfortunately his diaper at 3am looked exactly like the one at 10:30pm--blood soaked and filled with clots. Crap. What now? He's tiny and can't afford to lose anymore blood. So, I said another prayer and felt impressed to call my doctor's office at 4 in the morning. Crazy thought but I went with it. Come to find out there's an on call line and our pediatrician was the doctor on call that night. I texted him the picture of all the blood and he was pretty freaked out too-he almost made us go to the ER, but he knows I'm a nurse and trusted my judgment. I told him I would keep an eye on it, and that the bleeding looked like it was slowing. He agreed to meet us early before office hours to take care of whatever bleeding was left. Wouldn't you know it, by the time we took him in, the bleeding had stopped. Thankfully I had picture evidence so he didn't think I was some paranoid, over reacting first time mom (which I am, but that's another story..)
The reason I'm blogging about this is just because I felt so guided and so calm (after the initial shock wore off of course). I was reading an article later that stated something to the fact that "God loves your children more than you do, so ask Him for help." It totally felt that way. I felt like He was right there talking me through what to do & how to react. It was a pretty cool experience, despite the scare, and it gives me a lot of confidence that when other sticky situations come my way, as a mother, I will be guided because this is more than a major responsibility...it is a divine role, with divine aid.
Pretty cool stuff.