3 Hospitals in 6 1/2 months, Is that a Record?

Well, I had to open my big fat mouth. We ended up taking Mason to the hospital tonight - yes, a 3rd hospital (this one is closer than the other 2, but not a pediatric specialty hospital). Not because he was having trouble with his breathing, but because that feeding tube that was so "securely in place" (to quote myself just a few hours ago) came out. Mason, in his little stinker way, pulled the tube out while riding home with Bill from my parents' house. So, off we went to the ER - with a tube into the small intestine, we can't replace it ourselves. We need to have an x-ray to confirm that it made it through the stomach and is set in the small intestine. 4 hours later, the tube was back in, well, in the stomach anyway. The nurse and doctor think it's making its way to the intestine, but we'll have to be careful with the feeds just in case. So far, the feeding tonight is going ok. Let's hope it stays that way, but we might take him back to the clinic tomorrow anyway (well, I guess it's actually today now) to have another xray to make sure. If the tube stays in his stomach, we risk having lots of reflux, more puking, and possible aspiration (food into the lungs which causes pneumonia). Better to be safe than sorry in this case. Ahh, the joys of feeding tubes! I can't wait for this part of our lives to be behind us!!!!