Yup, that would be my munchkin.
So we cleaned up the blood gushing EVERYWHERE, found a spare Mic G tube from our last ever -so- fun gastrostomy adventure, and popped that sucker in the quickly shrinking stoma.
Have you ever heard the saying "if it wasn't for bad luck, we'd have no luck at all"...
... that's us.
After a record setting trip in and out of APH's ER (they had a mad influx of possible swine flu cases in the ER today).. the surgeon looked him over and was able to aspirate stomach contents. He reassured me that we'd done exactly what they would have done for him and politely hurried us out the door.
In his words, "you don't want to leave here with anything you didn't come in with".
i.e. swine flu.
We're home now.
V is happy as ever.
And Mommy is relatively freaked out.