Just as Chase was beginning to get rehydrated, his veins decided they had had enough.  They made him NPO to allow his bowels to rest, but he still needed nutrition and fluids. Our only option was a Central Line.  For several hours they talked about how and who on the placement of the line.  Chase was so weak the anesthesiologist did not feel comfortable putting him under general anesthesia.  The plan became to do it with a sedative, ketamine.  It took them six hours to decide they were going to do it and all of this time Chase was losing the bit of hydration he had gotten.  As the team arrived to place the line, my sweet Moma led us in prayer.  We just prayed God would guide the hands of the doctor and that Chase would not feel the pain.  We left and waited.  It seemed like it took them hours to come and get us.  They let us go back as soon as it was placed while they waited on the xray team to check the placement.  It was perfect.  God is so good!  They quickly got his fluids attached and got his TPN going.  Now he could get his fluids, TPN, oral sodium and constant blood draws all from the ports in the central line.  He now has 4 scars on his tiny shoulder where they placed the stitches at the base of the central line. Everytime I look at them I am so thankful.  They are a constant reminder to me of how blessed we are to have our little guy still with us. 

Chase rested really well after the line was placed.  It was a side effect of the sedative they gave him, but the rest was important for him.