My poor boy part 2

Well today we had another ENT appointment.

We get there and try to find a parking space at the hospital which is near impossible. So after 10 mins of going round and round we find a space, the first 15 mins is free. So we leave the car and go into the hospital. Total cost of parking £3.70 for an hour and a half!!!

At the clinic we spend a while waiting for a hearing test. This time it started with the ear pressure test which still came back as a flat line in both ears. Then for his normal hearing test which was very poor.

So now for another wait to see the doctor. The doctor was a very lovely lady doctor who immediately said he needed an operation, which is what I was saying all along.

But now we have a new problem he can't have the operation until we get a doctor to clear him because of his fainting which I have been told is not due to his ears. The ENT doctor will also write to The Royal Brompton to see if we can get him seen earler than the 12 May as he really needs this operation.

So now we wait.

My little boy is 4

How did that happen?

All he wanted for his birthday was to spend the day with his sister, daddy and me with pizza.

So we spent the morning opening his presents, most of them being cars.

In the evening we ordered pizza then had cake. Which was yummy.

My poor boy

Well we go from a perforated ear drum, which is now healing nicely, to fainting.

On Sunday my son fainted at Sunday school and ended up with a nice minor injury to his head. Then on the way to the doctors on Tuesday he fainted again hurting his hands. The doctor just said it was down to his ears, but she would request some blood tests.  These tests are going to be done next week.

Then on Wednesday after we had eaten dinner he fainted again. This time into some bbq sause which went flying, ending up over the floor and my curtains, he didn't hurt himself luckily. The curtains ended up in the wash and had to be rehung wet.

Then yesterday on the way to school he fainted again this time hurting his knee and hands. But he couldn't walk so I had to carry him to school, crying,  and clean him up. At this point some of the other mums said that I should take him to A&E, I was thinking this myself anyway.

So off we go to hospital and he has lots of tests which he was not happy about. He hated the blood sugar test, where they prick his finger to get some blood and then test it, much crying was had. He also did two urine tests, the first one he weed into a very big pot but the second one he had a very small tube type pot. He was not impressed with this pot as he had to put his willy in the pot so we could get a sample.  Then we had an ECG which came back abnormal. With my history they have made a referral to The Royal Brompton for him. We were there most of the day and the doctors did want to keep him in. But he did not like this very much and in the end we got released as the doctor said he would be better off at home.

Lets hope we get some answers soon.