I (John) really hesitate to enter this part of the blog, but I need to vent - plead for help - ask for prayer - get advice. This morning, we arrived at 7:30 to the PICU and went in to see Noah before his MRI. The attending nurse was so sweet and helpful. We could tell she doesn’t do her job just to work, but that she really cared for Noah. As the time to take him to the MRI room drew near, she told us we could carry him and she would push his IV equipment and bed. We took the long walk down through hallways and elevators and arrived at the Imaging Center. We said goodbye to Noah as he cried in the arms of the attendants and we entered the waiting room. After several hours they told us we could go back to PICU waiting area as Noah woke up from sedation. While in the PICU waiting room a nurse came to us and asked us, "What happened to his arm? What was the sore from?" We had no knowledge of any sore. Noah's nurse in the PICU was questioned as well and said that he had no sores on him when they passed him off to MRI staff. We had spent time with Noah, examined him, changed him before the MRI and there were no sores on his body. It turns out that somehow from the time we handed him to the MRI staff to the time he went to recovery he received a 2nd to 3rd degree burn on his right arm near his IV. No one knows how it happened - no one knows when it happened - no one is taking responsibility - no one is admitting guilt. I watched a group of medical professionals from every area of medicine group together in a huddle 15 feet away from his bed and discuss it for some time - with no answers.
To say I am angry is an understatement. For those of you who know me well, you know I have a temper flaw.
My wife is my help mate - with one look from her I had the accountability I needed not to react in my anger but to step back and try to look at the situation outside the anger.
This morning before we saw Noah, I found myself very early in the book of Matthew chapters 5 - 7. I was reading the part Jesus spoke on forgiveness and loving your enemies; I didn’t know God was equipping me for the day. I am not saying I am an enemy of any staff member here at the hospital. I know they are doing their best. And I really like our doctors and nurses. But when your kid gets hurt that bad - your flesh (sin nature) wants to put someone’s head through a meat grinder (my brother gave me that quote). Paul wrote - "In Your anger, do not sin." God has given me the strength to keep my mouth shut and my wife has held back tears and frustration like a champion. She is a rock!
We know that in all things, God works bad for good - we are waiting to see how this one works out.
Please pray for Noah’s safety. The last thing he needs is another something in his body that hurts.
Pray for this staff here at the hospital - pray for the equipment they use - pray for Jessica and I to walk, talk, and look like Jesus! As of right now the entire MRI unit at UAB is shut down. GE, the company that made the machine is doing a complete diagnostic. An investigation is being done throughout the hospital. We hope we have an answer to what happened soon.
If you have any experience with or know someone who has received a burn injury from an MRI please contact me.
These posts are written by Noah's parents Jessica & John David Crowe. The default author is Jess, and those written by John David will be noted.