The Good and the Bad

The good news is that I don't think the puke episode is related to X's new antacid. The bad news is that it was my fault. I accidentally hooked up his feeding pump to the wrong tube and gave his small intestines a bolus instead of his tummy ( a bolus is a large amount of formula at a fast rate). I can barely type that out. I feel awful.

I called the GI nurse when I realized what I did and she reassured me he was fine because he wasn't in any pain and he felt fine as soon as the pump was turned off. I probably spiked his insulin for an hour though. I also have a few things to look for, but chances are there won't be any problems.

I can't even begin to describe the horror I felt when I realized what I did. I have his tubes marked in two different places, but I accidentally marked one of them wrong. It makes me really think about how he has a hole in his stomach with a plastic piece sticking out and a large tube running through his small intestines and that gives me the willies and makes me queasy.

We started his night feeding earlier tonight to see how he handles it, because that feeding goes into his intestines. So far, so good. He handled his other feeding this afternoon just fine, but he made sure I had him hooked up to the right tube about three times. Poor guy.

The funny thing is I spent all that time in the morning talking with pharmacists trying to get him back in his old antacid. Oh well. We know that one works and his system doesn't like changes, so that is probably a good thing.

I am so thankful I didn't do permanent damage to his little body. That was my biggest fear. That I had permanently harmed him. I am incredibly thankful for that.