Day Five - Braxton's Trial and Triumph

Braxton had an upper GI on Tuesday morning. It was super uncomfortable, but necessary. They found nothing out of the ordinary. We went back to our room and he had a little to eat. Papa was with us all day.

Braxton's friend, Macie, came up with a social media campaign to have everyone wear green for Braxton on Tuesday. Lots of people joined in. Brax and I sported our green PCMC shirts. We felt so much love on Tuesday!

We were even able to take him home Tuesday night. After being told that he might not make it, that if he did - we may be in the hospital for weeks, we witnessed miracle after miracle after miracle. We cannot deny our Father in Heaven's hand. The ward held a special fast. Our friends and family did the same. Prayers were said on our behalf. We felt all of it. I am so thankful to have my Braxton home. He has a long road ahead of him, as he lost half of his blood and it will take a few months for that to regenerate. But he's doing it.

Day Four - Braxton's Trial and Triumph

On Monday, we were given permission to wheel Braxton down to the cafeteria so that he could see his brothers and sister. It was so important for everyone to see each other. Although he didn't feel like eating, he was able to sit there and listen to conversation. After they left, Braxton fell right to sleep. It was all he could handle.

Blake and his sister came to see him again, as did two of Braxton's Young Men's leaders. Nana and Pops also came to see him. It was so good for everyone to see that he was turning the corner.

Day Three - Braxton's Trial and Triumph

Sunday was another day spent in the ICU. Braxton went back to the operating room on Sunday morning. An ENT, Pulmonologist, and GI were in the operating room with him. The goal was to fully scope him from the nose, down to his intestines to see if they could locate the bleed. The ENT started. He did a little biopsy on his nose, but found no active bleeding. His throat looked good and the "tear" in his esophagus that had been seen on two x-rays by two ERs was miraculously gone. The Pulmonologist was next. He noted that Braxton's vocal cords were severely bruised. He then went into his lungs and sucked out all of the blood. There were no tears or lesions in his lungs. The GI then went in and scoped his belly. Although several ulcers were found, none of them were bleeding ulcers. Long story short - they couldn't tell us where all of the blood came from. The guess was still that it was a rough intubation or extubation after his torsion surgery.

They brought him back to his ICU room to recover. He was able to eat for the first time since Thursday. He chose a chicken caeser salad and a shake. He ate it up. He was awake and coherent for about an hour! It was so great to see him sitting up and eating. He even texted a little bit. Then he was worn out so he went back to sleep.

Because of the sick kiddos in the ICU, the doctors were concerned that Braxton would catch something and be unable to fight it off. For that reason, they moved us to a private room on the third floor. That was great news for both of us! I would finally have a bed and he would finally have more quiet. Grandma came and sat in the rocking chair with him all night so that I could sleep next to him and not worry. I felt like we were finally on the right track. Braxton's best friend, Blake, also came to see him Sunday night. Blake's family had been on vacation in St. George. Blake was beside himself knowing that Brax was in the hospital. So, the whole family packed up and came home so that Blake could come to the hospital. It was so good to see them see each other.

Day Two - Braxton's Trial and Triumph

I went in to check on Braxton at 8 am and found him completely gray. He was mouthing to me that he couldn't hear. I immediately called a PA in our ward. He told me to call the doctor. I called the after-hours number I was given and was told to "have him drink two Gatorades in two hours." Jackson ran to the store and got purple and blue Gatorade. I checked Braxton's blood pressure. It was 82/50. As soon as Jackson got home, he gave him some Gatorade. Braxton promptly threw that up and a lot of blood. We called the doctor back and was told to take him to the "clinic." We opted for the Roy Campus ER instead.

As soon as we got there, every employee there rushed in because of Braxton's coloring and lack of coherence. They put leads and O2 monitors on him and could not detect an oxygen saturation. They put him on a canula with full oxygen and he started satting at 75. It is unknown how long Braxton went without sufficient oxygen. They initially thought he had had too much pain medication. The nurse in recovery told us to give him one Percocet every two hours. They did a chest x-ray, though, and determined that there was blood in his lungs. We were then taken by ambulance to Primary Children's Hospital.

We arrived to Primary Children's. Braxton was sick, but I don't think I was comprehending how sick he was. I was told that he had a tear in his espophagus and that his lungs were full of blood. He was taken to the ICU.

I do not wish the ICU on any parent. What a chaotic, terrifying time that was to see 12-15 physicians surrounding my helpless boy, trying to stabilize him. Once there, though, I knew that he was in a safe place, where they could monitor him properly. He had a huge drop in his blood count over that 24 hours. He was on IVs, medication, and full oxygen with a mask rather than the canula. He was in good care. I was overwhelmed and exhausted, but so thankful that we were surrounded by loving family and friends. He began to rest a bit more comfortable once he was on strong pain meds and full oxygen. The machines were able to breathe for him so that he could just rest.

Of course, I stayed with him. I never, ever leave my babies when they are in the hospital. I didn't leave his side. We were blessed with wonderful nurses and doctors in the ICU during this time.

Day One - Braxton's Trial and Triumph

One week ago today, my boys were at home with me. After a very emotionally difficult Thursday night I decided that my boys could stay home with me. That turned out to be a blessing. Braxton and I went together to Ogden City's DMV to get the little blue truck registered. We got home at about 11 am. At about 11:30, Braxton collapsed to the floor in the living room. He was clearly in an immense amount of pain. I asked him what was going on. He said that he felt like he had an infection again. (by this, he meant the epididimytis) I called the Urology office, with the thought that I would have them call in some antibiotics. Thankfully they didn't answer. I told him that we needed to go to the doctor. He kept telling me that he didn't want to. Finally, I told him we were going. We headed to the Roy Campus Davis Hospital ER. He was evaluated right away and given pain meds. They did an ultrasound and immediately knew that he had testicular torsion - an emergency. They called for an ambulance and they took he and I lights and siren to Davis Hospital. We were taken right back to the operating room, where I left him with lots of kisses to the operating staff.

The surgeon came out after the operation and told me that she had just witnessed a miracle. It is suspected that he was in torsion for 7 1/2 hours. It is said that 4 hours is the absolute limit to have a testicle be viable after torsion. She said that it was twisted 2 1/2 times (more than she had ever seen). It was black and dead when she opened it up. She untwisted it and then went to tack his left testicle. When she went back to the right testicle, it was pink and had blood supply. She decided to save it and tacked it. She said it was a miracle.

The really difficult part started after surgery.