Day 0

I called Dr. Bedoy's office at 8:00 a.m. The nurse was able to get us in at 10:30 a.m. She bagged him, and we waited about 20 minutes or so for him to pee. His diaper was fastened somewhat, and the bag was hanging out the bottom corner. I was holding him in a standing position, and I look down and sure enough - out comes a flow of red pee. I took off the bag, and met Dr. Bedoy in the hallway. All she said was, "I don't think we need anymore proof, but we will dip it anyways." They dipped it, and it was blood, obviously. She told us that he needed to be admitted, but the only problem was that we either had to go to Loma Linda, or CHOC, because the 2 nearby hospitals do not have pediatric nephrologists. She advised us that CHOC would be the best option, due to Loma Linda being mostly student doctor's and if it were her son, that she would definitely take him to CHOC. CHOC was the hospital that I was going to choose, since we had such a great experience with Alexis there. She gives us a prescription order, and a cup with his bloody pee and sends us on our way.

We go home first. It is about 12:00 p.m. Gilmer takes a trip down to Izabella's school and pulls her out early. We leave for CHOC at 1:30 p.m. We check into the ER at 2:20 pm, and we have a room by 4:45 pm. Things progress fairly slowly from 4:45 pm and on. At 6:00 p.m. the doctor orders some blood work, and they catheterize him and take a urine sample. The urine is red, and has little blood clots. All labs come back normal - no infections, kidney function is good, no anemia, etc. The doctor is a little baffled and you could tell she was a little apprehensive of what to do next. I know there was a little doubt, and she very could have well sent us home - but she decided to get an ultrasound of his kidneys, bladder and urethra. The ultrasound was performed around 9:00 p.m. They wheeled Mommy and Isaac down sitting on the gurney. Everyone passing by would comment on how cute he was and how big his eyes are. (EVERYONE, I mean everyone, says how big is eyes are. It's the first thing they say. They don't even say "hello", it's "Wow! Look at those big eyes!" He does well during the ultrasound, he was a tiny bit squirmy. I was able to see his right kidney great, but when she moved to the left kidney, all *I* saw was stomach, with a few visions of the kidney popping up here and there. The kidney looked a little small, but I just figured it was the way he was positioned. We were wheeled back into the room. I asked if Gilmer was able to come back - by this point, he was waiting in the waiting room for almost 5 hours by himself. They allowed him to come back, so I go and get him while some nice male nurse sits with Isaac while I go find him. Meanwhile, about 10 minutes later, the nurse from admitting comes in and explains that she is admitting him, and puts bracelets on myself and Gilmer. I questioned her as to why, but I think she thought that we had already known, when in fact the doctor had yet to come in - SO.. she was a little early on her part. I ran to the restroom and on my way back a male doctor meets me at the door, shakes my hand and we walk inside the room. (My stomach is knotting up as I type this...) The doctor turns off the TV and sits on the trash can. My heart sunk. I knew what he was about to say was not good. If it was, he would have just ran in, blurted all was well and sent us packing. You know that when they come in looking like they are going to stay for a bit, something is not right. He goes on to tell us that the ultrasound results were in fact "very abnormal". The tech found a 7 cm solid mass on his left kidney. My world was halted to a stop in a split second.

We were moved across the way to CHOC, and were put on the 5th floor - room 517. By this point, it is after 12:00 a.m.

They get us situated, vitals are done, the works. We are here to stay, and for who knows how long our stay may be.