Really bad day

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I had post planned. Telling you all the things that have been happening the last two days.

I knew what pictures I was going to post.

Mason in the hyperbaric oxygen chamber next to the picture of Michael Jackson in the chamber.

We went for the treatment.

Mason was his happy sweet self.

they started the treatment

and he started screaming

and didn't stop for the next 90 minuets.

They can't stop the treatments really. Like a diver coming up too fast it can kill you, if your wondering why I didn't stop it.

I got them to give him morphine about 20 minuets into the treatment but it didn't help.

Mason writhed in agony.

I sat next to his bedside sobbing praying for it to stop but he just kept screaming.

They say that the treatments don't cause pain. In fact the nurse had been there since 1998 and had never had a patient experience pain before. They are guessing maybe his wound was causing the pain but they don't really know. The second the pressure started going down Mason was fine.

We have the next treatment tomorrow morning at 6. They are going to sedate him and give him pain meds every 10 minuets.

I not supposed to be able to go with him but I told them I WILL be at the bedside for every treatment from now on or I will not consent to anymore treatments.

I also told them they have half an hour. If he is in pain I will stop it. Of course with as bad as his wound is he really needs them.

This poor kid can't get a break.

I feel like I watched someone torture my kid for a hour and a half and didn't stop it.

I feel sick to my stomach. I keep having flashbacks. Seeing him arch almost in half screaming in pain.

I think this will go down as the worst thing I have ever experienced in my life.

and it didn't even happen to me.

Imagine how bad it must have been for him.

The thought will haunt me till the day I die.