Do you remember the post I wrote last June about Brock calling us in the middle of the night with severe stomach pains? Erin took him to ER, and brought the girls here to stay with us. He was basically told they could not find anything in their testing of him, and I think they diagnosed him with acid reflux.
Well, same thing happened this morning. We were sound asleep, it was still dark, and the phone rings. I couldn't tell at first what the conversation was about after Dennis answered it. I thought he said something about the heater, so I thought his office was having problems. My dream must have been mixed into it. I soon learned it was Brock, again, with those awful stomach pains.
My hero of a husband quickly got dressed, picked up Brock and took him to ER, so Erin could stay home and get the girls up and ready for school.
Turns out the ER doctor pulled up his chart from 7 months ago and told them his gallbladder was bad back then! They took more tests today which confirmed that first diagnosis from last June. This new Dr told Brock he would definitely need to have his gallbladder removed.
The strange thing is, they were told last June that the tests turned out fine. Yet on that report, we learned today, it was written that his gallbladder was the culprit.
If there is any upshot to this story...I got to spend the afternoon with Elora again, and it did remind me of an episode we had with her the last time her dad was at the ER.
Thankfully Brock has a consult with the surgeon tomorrow afternoon. We are hoping they can schedule him quickly for the surgery. The surgery that should have been scheduled 7 months ago!
If anyone reading this post was able to attend, please tell me about it.
I would love to have a copy of his program for my journal.