Sunday, April 15, 2012

Drama Llama Slap Yo Mama

We had a little drama in our house this week and it's Zoe Bug's fault. That's because she's our little Drama Llama, but this time it was legit.

On Wednesday morning she started complaining about lower abdominal pain. I didn't take it too seriously because Zoe Bug experiences pain more intensely than the average person. That and she's a Drama Llama. She complained about it off and on all day, and I listened and quizzed her about it, but again, I didn't take it too seriously. It's not like she was lying on the floor writhing in pain either.

I'm always scolding Zoe Bug for not eating enough fruit, so I even asked her if maybe she just needed to poop. Or fart. 

The next morning, Thursday, Zoe Bug was in more pain and told us that she was up a lot during the night and had shooting pains. 

I then wondered if maybe she was getting her first visit from Aunt Flow, but I didn't want to think about that too seriously because she's only ten, for crying out loud. Yes, almost eleven, but still. I was in eighth grade when I started and she's only in fifth grade. And she's my baby.

It was weighing heavy on my mind as we left for school. I didn't want to leave Zoe home because I wanted to keep an eye on her. Peanut Head had meetings that morning and couldn't take her to the doctor so I was going to try to get a sub to cover my class.

The following are the texts that took place between Peanut Head and I before school.

I was planning on keeping Zoe in my room with me, but she insisted that she was well enough to go to class. I figured if it were really bad, Zoe would let me know. 

Shortly after 10:00 a.m., my students went to recess and I checked my phone as I walked to Zoe's classroom to check on her.

This is the text that I found from Peanut Head.

What?!!! What?

Immediately I called Peanut Head and demanded to know how our doctor could make a diagnosis over the telephone without even seeing Zoe. Seriously! And I'm calling Zoe Bug a Drama Llama.

Peanut Head replied "Zoe is with me. I am driving her to the hospital right now."

This here is where I realized I was in the Twilight Zone because I had no idea that Peanut Head had even picked Zoe Bug up right out from underneath my ding dang nose. I was discombobulated on a grand scale and blubbering all sorts of retorts and questions. I don't even know what I said, but I'm pretty sure it didn't push the conversation forward one little bit.

I bumbled down to the office to relay what had just happened. Of course they didn't know that I didn't know that Peanut Head had picked Zoe up. Now everyone knows how bad we suck at communicating with each other. And the internet. Don't forget the internet.

Our school secretary, Judy, worked her magic and arranged to have a playground duty aide in my classroom so I could go to the hospital. Thank you Judy, and Lisa for taking care of my class. I owe you two big time.

Lisa came to my classroom right away and I rushed to the hospital so Peanut Head and I could spend the rest of the day sitting around waiting for something to happen. It turns out that they couldn't operate until 5:00 p.m. because Zoe had eaten breakfast that morning. It was very anticlimactic, let me tell you.

When I arrived I found Zoe looking very much like the picture above, and a nurse was prepping her for an IV. Zoe was very scared and freaking out. Peanut Head tells me that I missed the worst of the hysteria which occurred in the doctor's office after she found out that she was going to have surgery.

She got through it though, and we are very proud of her. Since we had six hours to wait for surgery, and Zoe didn't have all the classic signs for appendicitis, her surgeon ordered an ultrasound. That took awhile and the Ultrasound Technician had to call the Radiologist in to get his opinion as well.

This is where I admit that I should have my parental license revoked, because while the Ultrasound Technician was looking perplexed and not relaying any information at all to us as parents, I kept thinking "I hope this doesn't just turn out to be a really expensive fart. That would be embarrassing. And expensive."

Really, I should want it to be a fart, right? I don't want to have my baby cut open just so I don't have to admit that it was all just a false alarm and she just needed to pass some gas with the assistance of an ultrasound.

About a half hour after the ultrasound we were informed that her appendix was encapsulated with fluid, which apparently means that it was inflamed. The technician was also able to determine that Zoe had some cysts on an ovary and that it might be causing her some pain. He did tell us that much, thank you Kind Sir. 

The appendectomy went very smoothly and afterwards the surgeon came to tell us about the surgery. He had pictures to share too.

You know how much I love pictures.

While they were in there, this is what they found. As you can see, it was pretty creepy. That white thing on the right there is one of Zoe's ovaries. That black thing is what they are calling an Accessory Ovary, like a handbag I guess, that was attached to her ovary by a stem of sorts. The stem got twisted and the blood supply was cut off to the creepy handbag, so it began to die.

They were able to just slice it right off and pull it out. We were told that it was about the size of a golf ball.

I was very impressed by the pictures and I asked the surgeon if I could keep a copy. He looked at me funny, and said "Su-u-u-ure. But you can't take the appendix home. We don't let people do that."

Deflated, I replied "Of course not." He must have sensed that I was going to ask him if I could do just that, because I thought that would be really cool to share with the kids. All in the name of science, of course. Drat.

So long creepy handbag.

This is pretty cool too. I asked Zoe if I could share her incisions with the internet, and she was fine with it.  I took these pictures today, three days after surgery. As you can see, they used glue instead of stitches.

I think that's so cool. I'm probably creeping Zoe Bug out because I keep asking her if I can look at her boo boos. She rolls her eyes at me, but she is happy to share.

She has been doing a lot of lounging around and chilling with the cat. She gets to go back to school tomorrow, but she can't play or run for two weeks. I'm sure that part is going to kill her. I took her shopping today to buy sweatpants for her to wear all week since jeans bind and hurt her incisions.

She's doing great and recovering quite nicely. She has cut way down on her pain meds and can even hop up into Peanut Head's truck, although gingerly.

Yesterday was Stinkerbell's ninth birthday, and all this excitement has sort of put a damper on her birthday. We've been giving her extra love and attention though, so she doesn't feel like chopped liver.

In other news, Peanut Head ordered some decals for his truck window. I was super excited that he found himself a Peanut to sport with pride.

Zoe picked out the wolf for herself, and Stinkerbell picked the dragon that, to me, doesn't look like anything. The cupcake, of course, is me.

I have this cupcake on my Swagger Van. A lot of people don't get it, but I think it's hysterical. But what do I know? I have a sick sense of humor.


  1. wow, I'm glad that zoe is okay and that it didn't rupture or anything. Don't feel bad for not knowing right away that it was something serious. how could you know? And happy birthday to Annika too. (also, the surgeon pics? ew.)

  2. Love the pictures, thanks for sharing! glad she is doing better.

  3. Love the pictures, thanks for sharing! glad she is doing better.

  4. Oh no poor Zoe, glad to hear she is doing well now though! Yuck to the pictures lol but MEGA coolenss points to Peanut Head for getting the peanut decal! :)

  5. Sorry it wasn't an expensive fart! Poor girl. The pictured are PS, you're probably wondering who in earth I am. Lisa, school teacher, and mother which can relate to that story more than I'd like to. Thanks for sharing.

    1. Ugh! I hate auto correct almost as grammar mistakes. Pictures, not pictured. Which, not which.

  6. SO glad she's ok! Now it's making me wonder if I should be MORE concerned about my son's stomach pains/complaints! YIKES! (Like you, I keep asking him if he needs to poop or fart...)

  7. Spent two weeks in the hospital this winter with my daughter's mystery stomach issues, and the first night in the emergency I had almost the same thought! (I didn't bargain for quite as much drama as we got!)

  8. So glad to hear that Zoe is feeling better. The pics were cool - showed 'em to my kids, who also thought they were cool.

    Appendicitis, was a blessing in disguise. If that nasty handbag thing had really started to decay then that would have been horrible!

    And the bad mom thing? Not so much... My oldest broke both bones in his arm when he was about 5 & not realizing it, I waffled about taking him to the ER because he was still able to move his arm around and wherever I touched or squeezed didn't hurt!

    It's great to work in a place where when there is an emergency they tell you "Just GO!!! We'll take care of it!" and know that they will.

  9. First off, I'm so glad she's OK and mending quickly. She must have been one scared little girl. As for the photos, I can't believe squeamish me looked, but I guess I owed it to Zoe. Goodbye, handbag from hell. All in all, at least she doesn't have to deal with her period yet.

  10. I'm so glad that she's okay.

    The bad mom thing?....I asked my then-11-yo daughter all the way to the ER, if she was sure *this* pain wasn't like her ankle the week before. Turned out, her arm was broken.

    Same daughter at 13 complained of stomach pains and exhibited all the classic signs of appendicitis. She had it removed; when they pulled it out, they said it was a healthy appendix. She's never had the same pain again, however. Go figure.

  11. i am happy to see that Zoe is recovering!

  12. Glad Zoe is doing well. You're a totally normal mom in my book, but perhaps I am not normal. If it makes you feel better, when I was pregnant with my son, I went to the dr for pain, and it was gas. And when I fell & heard my arm snap, I told my nurse mother who told me I did NOT break my arm...until she saw the big dent in it. Hope she continues to recover well, and that's all the drama you have for a while!

  13. Oh that first picture broke my heart! I am glad it's over and she's fine. My nephew was not seen until his had already ruptured and it was a horrible over a week long stay hospital experience. (I had mine out when I was 10 and it wasn't that bad...kind of hard recovery though). I hope she is strong and back to herself soon!

  14. Oh that first picture broke my heart! I am glad it's over and she's fine. My nephew was not seen until his had already ruptured and it was a horrible over a week long stay hospital experience. (I had mine out when I was 10 and it wasn't that bad...kind of hard recovery though). I hope she is strong and back to herself soon!

  15. It's times like this that make us appreciate what is important in life. . . family, health, etc., and how cool knowledge is . . (get ready for the technical terms) medical know-how, technology, God's creations etc. : D Glad all is good!

  16. I found your post on BlogHer and I had to laugh at the name of your blog since I just blogged on control issues today! :)

    I've been where you were with Zoe - not believing the drama until too late. :( But I'm glad both our situations worked out okay. I'll definitely be reading your blog more!

  17. I saw "drama Llama" and had to come check out what this was about.
    My husband had a ruptured appendix several years ago and we took him to an emergency clinic. They sent him home and told him it was gas and to take some Gas Ex.
    GAS EX!
    Luckily we left here and headed to the ER ourselves because he kept telling them "this isn't like any gas I've ever had before".
    Appendix issues are so hard to detect, unfortunately.
    Anyway - glad to see your little one is on the mend.

  18. Aw, poor kiddo! My (then 9 yo) had eye surgery in early March and it was a bit nerve-wracking, but she did have quite a bit of forewarning. Glad she's feeling better!

  19. You are too funny!!
    Poor Zoe bug......


  20. I just found your blog and have been laughing my head off, not that surgery is funny or anything, but you know how to tell a story=) I hope she's feeling great now!

  21. I'm glad your little girl is okay. That must have been so scary for you and I can't imagine being a child and being told I have to have surgery. I'd have freaked out for sure.