Cathing

It's never dull at the Potter house. Last night Eric was cathing Owen. As soon as I heard, "Jen, you better come up here." I knew it was not good. There was a bit of blood in the catheter tip. So of course I immediately think of Brandon and pray it's not that. I tried to get it in and was afraid to push too hard. Called the Urology Resident on call. He said it wasn't necessarily a false passage, the urethra might just be roughed up a bit. He thought we should take him to the local ER if we couldn't get it in. But we decided Owen pees really well on his own and weren't too confident the ER docs would have more experience cathing an 8 month old than we had. I didn't really want somebody who's not used to Owen's tight sphincter to make things worse. So we decided to wait until morning and try again. And probably head down early for our opthomolgy appt. to see urology. Well, I couldn't get it in this morning either. So after finding a babysitter we are about to leave. 

I don't think this is really anything to worry about yet, so don't panic. Worst case scenario, we get the catheter contraption Brandon had for a week and things heal and we're fine. A pain, but not a crisis. And the most likely scenario is that everything is fine, and I'm just too chicken to push it in right. So I'd rather have the docs who know what they're doing give it a go and be at Riley if we need to do anything else.

Please pray for Owen that he can void well on his own and not at high pressures so he doesn't damage his kidneys. Also for peace of mind for me that my imagination doesn't run wild on the 2 hour drive down. Please pray that the doctors will be able to get him cathed.

Thank you,

jen