I will spare you the extremely gory details, but it happened and it was really, really scary.
Since I have called my pediatrician’s office over 50 times in the last three months, I have officially added them to my favorites on my contact list. That’s when you know that life is not normal anymore.
A big shout out to Kristen at Northwest Clinic for Children who has talked me off the ledge so many times and ALWAYS calls me back within 10-15 minutes every single time I call her. We are on a first name basis at this point. She’s great. This is also not normal. And please don’t be upset if you call and don’t get the same treatment…it’s been bad people.
So, yesterday I made my third phone call to Kristen this week and explained that Chloe has still not had a bowel movement. She gave me some pointers(every single one of them I had already tried at least two or three times), she told me to give it one more day and if she had not pooped by today, then I needed to take her in for an x-ray to make sure there was no bowel obstruction.
Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit.
I was so scared. Yesterday was the worst. Finally, she did it. At 8:30 pm.
Darren and I got her(us) cleaned up and comfortable and shared the biggest hug of relief of our entire lives.
This has been HARD.
I feel like now we can finally go back to her diet and get her back to healing. 🙏🏻