So Saturday I started noticing that Masaru's incision was looking a little red. So I kept an eye on it. When I touched the red parts it was hard and I knew that wasn't good. I tried not to panic though and kept watching it. This is it on Saturday.
The next day Masaru wasn't feeling good and didn't come to church with us. His incision looked worse and so I rang the doctor. They told me the chances of it being infected was 1% and it should be fine, but to put a mark around it and let them know if he spiked a fever.
Well it was hard to know if he'd spiked a fever cause he was on meds that would've been keeping any fever under control you know. So I drew a circle around it and we went to church.
When we came back I felt it and it felt like the hardness was spreading and it was getting worse. Everyone said to just wait till Monday though. We talked to a few people and they all recommended to wait. So Dru thought we should wait.
I wasn't ok with that though man so I told Dru to take a picture and then I showed him the comparison of the two pictures from yesterday to today and said I think it's totally infected.
We waited though and kept taking his temperature and keeping an eye on him.
By 11pm his temp wasn't bad, just hovering around 100-101 and I told Dru that I'm taking him to the ER as I think it's infected and I don't care what everyone says.
So away we went.
They took us in and it took the Doctor about 1 min to realize that it was, indeed, infected and he needed antibiotics straight away and said we'd be staying the night in the hospital. I was sad. I was hoping they could just give him meds and send us home.
Not so. They wanted to keep an eye on it until the morning and then see if they'd need to take him back into the OR and puncture his infection and drain all the yuck out and let it heal with antibiotics.
I was really hoping that they wouldn't have to do that.
So we went upstairs and stayed the night, with masaru being poked again, and giving hard drugs, again and hooked up to all the machines again. So sad.
Don't get me wrong man, I'm super grateful for a way for him to get better, I truly am, hence the reason I took him in, but it just sucks you know. That's all.
So I had to figure out what to do with the kids and told Dru we wouldn't be home.
Nat took the kids after school and Dru brought Emiko to the hospital to be with us for the day.
She played on the ipad and played with some animal toys and coloured in pictures.
She was perfect, like so perfect. I didn't have to talk to her once about behaving herself. She was so good. I was so proud of her.
She even played with her animal toys while I took a nap and Masaru watched TV.
What a great girl.
Here's one of her pictures.
Dru had brought in some food for us which was so great. I didn't know what I was going to do for food. It was nice to have something to eat while I was there.
When they came in the morning they told us that they'd be operating on him and that at 11am he'd been taken in to be worked on.
So away we went again down to the prep room to be talked to by everyone about how we were feeling and what was about to happen.
They basically put a hole in his infected area, drained it and packed it with this stuff that has to be pulled out every day, a little at a time while the wound heals from the inside out.
Then we went back upstairs and waited while Masaru recovered well enough for us to go home.
They ended up letting us go home around 7pm which was nice. One of the nurses was thinking we might have to stay another night. Thank goodness we didn't have to. It's no fun living at the hospital.
They sent us home with instructions and medication. He did well last night and slept fine.
He's at school today but I wouldn't be surprised if he came home. So far so good though and it's 11:30am. We'll see how he does. Poor kid. When will it end?
Here's a picture that Yuki drew of Jane Goodall.
Yuki and Takeshi did great with Nat and our mates the Rutter's took Takeshi to soccer practice which was really good of them. I'd totally forgotten about soccer. So I'm glad they'd remembered. I'm sure Takeshi had remembered as well. He loves soccer and his coach Tim.
So now we're in recovery mode and teaching Masaru how to swallow pills. Last night it was a bit of a disaster but this morning it went better.
Fingers crossed we don't have to go to the hospital for a long time and his body can heal properly.
2016 is turning out to be a really rough year for Masaru and I feel bad for him. He's such a trooper man. I'm so proud of how he's done with all of it. He's not a big talker but he's been telling me how he's feeling which is so important and I'll keep trying to get it out of him.
So there's the latest Masaru update.








