Our 24th of July started two days before with Brylee waking up at 6 in the morning crying saying "my tummy huwt". I thought she was constipated and gave her an enema. They're so fun I gave her another one a few hours later because she still hadn't pooped and she kept crying about her tummy. I knew something wasn't right...but honestly I'm just a mom and have never been to medical school so I know nothing. I took her to the pediatrician and they did an x-ray and said that there was no blockage. She said it could be an appendicitis but there was no way because she was too little. That night she ran a fever of 103.7 and I was freaking out. I called Todd at work and he said that if it didn't come down in the next half hour with Tylenol that he would be home so we could take her to the ER. Well, it did come down and she slept. She woke up totally normal and happy as could be. She was fine that whole day. When she woke up the next morning (Pioneer Day) she was acting like she was two days before. I called my mom but she didn't answer and then I called Cindy and she said that she would be right over and that she would get Clare to come help Todd give Brylee a blessing. Her stomach was rock hard and would just cry if she wasn't snuggled up tight to your body. After the blessing I took her up to insta care where there was the best Dr. He checked her out and then looked at me and grabbed my hand and said "Oh sweetheart, I don't want to alarm you but you have a very long day ahead of you." He told me I needed to get her to the ER and that they would call and make sure that she could get right in. He said that he had been an ER Dr. for years and that she had an appendicitis. When I got to the hospital the nurses and everyone were so nice...except the Dr. that is. What a jerk! He kept insisting that the other Dr. was wrong and that there was no way that she could have it. It had to be a bladder infection...a caucasion girl in diapers - he was positive. So they cathidered her and ran tests and they came back fine. He was positive that it was something else so they drew blood and odd enough it came back fine too! By now we had been in the ER for a good three hours. Todd had to go to work, but thankfully I had Cindy by my side. The Dr. then sent her down for an ultrasound to see if she had an appendicitis. Before we went to go have it done he said that they wouldn't find anything, but because I was insisting they would do it. I wrestled with Brylee for a half hour while the tech prodded her little body. By this time I was done. I have never experienced something like this before. My girls have always been so healthy. The worst part of it all was while they cathedered her. They didn't want me to be apart of it, so they told me to stand back. Todd and Cindy held her down while she just laid there screaming. Same with the drawing of the blood. Her poor little hand was so small and they kept hitting valves and finally they just let it drip from her body into the tube. Well, we got back to her ER room and about 15 minutes later the Dr. came in, sat down and said..."I'll be darned. The radiologist said that she has an appendicitis and it's the size of an adults." They took her right into surgery and she was done about an hour later. My mom, Missy and Brie all brought Burger King to the Hospital. Isn't that funny that instead of saying that they came to visit, I focus on the food. Jamie and her friend Cass came over later that night. She had to have oxygen but as she was starting to come to she would swat at it and get really mad. I knew then that my Brylee Bear was back! Needless to say... A mother's intuition is always better than a Dr. of 30+ years!
