The Fight Is Not Over..........

Yesterday, I noticed when Nathan woke up that his urine has a very bad smell. I thought it was probably from all he had been through but I made a doctor's appointment just to be sure. I talked to the doctor about his traumatic experience and she said that they would need a urine sample. I fought tears and fought the urge to run out of the office, but I knew he needed help. Nathan screamed in terror as they placed just the simplest bag over his pee-pee and closed up his diaper. Doctor told us to wait. So my mom and I went to the market down the street and purchased juice so that he'll go in the bag. After 2 hours, our attempt failed as the doctor's office was closing and he had not gone.

When we got home, I took the bag off so he could be free......that was until he would go to sleep. And as soon as he did, I carefully put a new bag on. The next morning he was in bed with us and I checked his diaper......nothing. So, we got ready for work, and I held him in the chair and I smelled that awful smell and felt warmth on my pant leg. Sure enough, he went in the bag, in his diaper, down his leg and on my work clothes....BUT I was so excited I poured the specimen in the little cup and changed my clothes.

SO......I have talked to the Nurse Practioner and they said that he has a UTI. They are going to put him on antibiotics but they still want to do a sonogram and make sure there is no damage. They believe because he was double-cathed that this caused the inflammation. PLEASE PRAY THERE IS NO DAMAGE. This is so scary....it just started out as the stomach flu............