Our Conference Weekend...

(and then some) was spent here...

For those who haven't heard the story...here it is!
A couple of Wednesdays ago (Apr. 1) right as we were about to leave for Michael's fourth and final Pinewood Derby he started complaining that his stomach hurt! I honestly thought that it might have been food poisoning or that he was in the beginning stages of the stomach flu and because he had spent a lot of time building his car I decided that we were going! Turns out...he puked...twice...in between his races! I felt so sorry for him. After we brought him home that night he puked a few more times. Since we didn't exactly know if he was contagious we kept him home and he only puked twice on Thursday...but all the while still complaining that his stomach hurt! Friday he didn't throw-up at all but his stomach was still bugging him to the point that he asked me to take him to the doctor. Finally at 10 o'clock that night Rob gave him a priesthood blessing. After the blessing we put Michael in his bed and as he rolled onto his right side he REALLY started to cry. I decided to google his symptoms and it brought up all sorts of articles for an appendicitis. So after talking it over with Rob we decided that we would take him to Insta-Care first thing in the morning...to save ourselves a few bucks just in case it wasn't his appendix. But after hearing him wimper for nearly 2 hours in his bed...we decided that it was probably a good idea to just take him to the hospital that night. Rob drove Michael to the emergency room and I stayed home with our 3 other kids. After doing some tests they took him straight into surgery for a ruptured appendix. Who knew? The surgery went very well...but because it had already ruptured he needed to receive antibiotics through an i.v. to kill any sort of infection that may or may not be floating around in his bowels. Lovely! Needless to say, it was a rough (and boring) few days...

...but we are home now and Michael is doing great. On Friday, the doctor removed his 10 staples (which was very cool!) and said that he was healing quite well. He is slowly getting stronger...now that his appetite is back! I just hope that he gains back the 8 pounds that he lost...he's so stinkin' skinny. Today he went to school...but is not allowed to participate during P.E. for a couple of weeks...which is fine by me because I really don't want to make a return visit to the hospital. So for now, life is back to normal...and I hope it stays that way for a LONG time!