Never a dull moment

So much for sleeping in on my sacred Saturday morning. Nick wakes me up yelling "get up, Get UP, GET UP!". Turns out little miss Cali had spastically yanked her entire G-tube button out during the night. God only knows how long it had been out for and we've always been instructed that should it ever get removed, it must be replaced immediately to avoid closure (G-tube incisions close quickly and require surgery to reopen). After multiple failed attempts we decided it was time for a trip to the ER. Of COURSE De Paul Urgent Care in Morgan Hill was closed (go figure) so we hurried over to Good Sam in San Jose. While on the road I managed to get on the phone with Cali's interim GI who instructed us to get there and get something in the opening RIGHT AWAY and wished us the best (not reassuring).

Upon arrival, the front desk nurse sits me down and begins with her onslaught of questioning about Cali's information and medical history. I interrupt to explain the situation and ask if we could please do this later as we needed to get a stint or tube in place immediately to avoid closure. She curtly told me no, that the paperwork must get completed first. Nick walks in from parking the car & asks if we could get a doctor in to address the situation. She spins around in her squeaky little office chair and retorts, "No sir and if you keep asking this is only going to take longer". I then ask her what they do if someone comes in having a heart attack? 

..."Well, then we take them back and treat them! But that would be considered an emergency. This is just an URgency". (OOooooh-Em-Gee! This woman just barked up the WRONG tree!)....

Long story short:

After a good 45 minutes of BS, boiling blood, Nick exiting the building and my bickering with the senseless doctors... they finally managed to fit a size 8 tube through the opening. Her button was a size 14 so the hope is that the current "custom rigged" tube (not a legitimate piece of equipment for this type of thing) will wiggle around enough to loosen the opening in order for her GI to get a proper size button in place Monday. 

What was I just saying about how grateful I am for modern medicine??? Don't get me wrong, I know how fortunate we are to live in this century but how is it that professionals like these aren't more properly trained to diffuse and address these situations? If ever this happens again I'm having the doctor call the ER prior to arrival to make sure they are READY for us. 

Good news is Cali was a trooper. She didn't like them attempting to insert the size 14 button but other than that she was smiling through it all. I don't know how in the world she didn't wake up with that bulb being yanked through the small opening in her belly but I'm glad it didn't rip, bleed or cause her too much discomfort. Now lets just pray Monday's visit to the GI goes swimmingly! 

Thank god for pizza and wine. Perfect way to end a shitty day. Just glad my baby's okay.