Thankfully Nathan did AMAZING. He hardly complained and took everything in stride. We tried to explain what was happening and he seemed to understand- I can't believe how mature he is sometimes.
After lunch on Wednesday he was no longer allowed to eat any more solid food- just things like broth, jello, popsicles, apple juice...but the only catch is that nothing can be red. So we had fun that morning going to the store and picking out our special treats for the day.
He had to drink 4 oz of gatorade mixed with a ton of miralax every 15 minutes...so we got dark blue and light blue gatorade. I've found that giving him choices whenever I can makes the whole process so much smoother. He did really well, but after his 8th cup of gatorade I think he started to get water logged and just couldn't drink any more.
For dinner we had chicken broth and blue jello jigglers. Good thing he loves chicken broth- seriously- he really does love chicken broth.
And he loved that the jello gave him a blue tongue. He took about 75 pictures of his tongue during dinner and they all look exactly like this...
To top off the night the kids had popsicles in the tub- we found some popsicles where the whole box wasn't completely red and both kids loved it.
We kept the kids up pretty late (it's best for the anesthesia if he's already tired) and hoped for the best during the night.
We woke Nathan up pretty early and Chris immediately whisked him out the door and took him to the hospital- no time to complain about not being able to eat or drink! They had fun playing with toys and games there (I am so incredibly grateful to be living right next to one of the best Children's Hospitals for GI problems in the world- it is such a great blessing!)
Chris was with him as he got all the medicines and anesthesia while I dropped Abby off at a friends house and joined Chris in the waiting room. It seemed like forever but we finally got to meet with the doctor and discuss the results. From the upper endoscopy we learned that his body is perfect from the mouth through the small intestines. The colonoscopy showed that basically his condition is unchanged- which is odd, the doctor was expecting it to get worse or better, but staying the same is not a common occurrence. So right now we're kind of in limbo. We're still waiting to talk to the doctor about the results of the biopsies but it's not looking like Chron's disease (hallelujah!) or particularly like Ulcerative Colitis (what we thought it was), so as of right now he just has indeterminate Inflamatory Bowel Disease (IBD). Hopefully we'll learn more soon.
This time coming out of the anesthesia was funny- last time he was irritable and grouchy (which is what they tell you will happen). This time he was completely calm, relaxed, and hilarious.
After a popsicle and some much needed recovery time he was ready to go. They told us that he wouldn't be himself for hours, that the rest of the day and night would be rough, but honestly he was completely back to normal within about 6 hours- he was running all over the place and his happy self again.
Barring any major changes we won't have to do this again for a long time!
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