Last Wednesday morning Cameron, my youngest son (age 9), woke me up at about 3am to say he had been sick. So the last three days of his school year were spent with Cam being sick and poorly. He complained of a stomach ache on the Friday which I attributed to the constant wretching of being sick. He still hadn't improved on the Saturday and had an awful grey/yellow tinge to his face and his breathing was very fast and shallow.

Firstly I rang NHS Direct and they told me to ring my doctor which I did. They told me to go straight to Primary Care at the hospital. My Dad took us both there as Darren was at work and was subsequently stuck in the floods until Monday evening! Upon further investigation the doctor thought it was his appendix. We were taken up to the childrens ward where Cam was prodded and poked by several more doctors through the course of Saturday afternoon. They all came to the same conclusion - Appendicitis.

Apparently they can't tell for sure until they do surgery and open up, but the symptoms were consistent with that of Appendicitis even though Cam was strangely absent of the huge pain associated with this! He was due for surgery at about 10pm Sat night and I was told that it would take about half an hour and some time in recovery. So I thought about an hour would do it.

They had warned me that the worse possible scenario was a perforated appendix and that this was very nasty and I knew is was potentially fatal too.

Two and a half hours later Cam was allowed back on the ward! Can you imagine what I was thinking during all this time - an whole hour and half over and above what they were all expecting. Apparently it had perforated and was very nasty indeed. They had to remove the appendix and totally clean out his insides to get rid of the pus......bleugh.....gag.

So, my poor baby has spent the past five days in hospital recovering from this. In all that time he hasn't once moaned about the pain. I am sure he must have a high pain thresh-hold because most people would be screaming in agony, spesh with a perforated one! Bless him. They were keeping a close eye on him as his temperature was quite high and there is always a risk of infection. I spent every day with him and he had lots of visitors which was great for us both!

Anyways, he is home now and resting in the front room. He has eaten well today, the most he has had for a whole week. We are having to keep an eye on his temperature though and if it shoots up we have to take him straight back into hospital.

I am so glad my baby boy is home.........
Cams hospital bracelet