It's amazing what a week can do! Gary is feeling SO much better. He was released from the hospital on Monday. We needed to be sure that his fragmin shots were taken care of by insurance. We only had to cover $100+ as opposed to $1800- very thankful for that! He left the hospital with his INR at 1.2. It didn't change the entire time he was in the hospital. He rested both Monday and Tuesday. Wednesday he went to work in the morning and had a Dr. appt. in the afternoon. His INR was up to 1.4. He decided to work 1/2 days both Thursday and Friday as well. I think that was a good idea. The rest was definitely needed. I could definitely see a turnaround for him by Thursday night. He really seemed back to his "old" self, and that was wonderful to see. Friday afternoon he had an appointment with our family dr. and felt like he got a lot of questions answered. His INR was up to 1.6. We are hoping that at his appointment tomorrow his level will be within the 2 to 3 desired range. When it gets there, he will have to overlap the fragmin shots for 5 days. He will be glad to be done with the shots.
Life is settling down here (I hope : ). Bradley's last JV basketball game is tomorrow night. He has been gone so much with JV and varsity basketball, I feel like I never see him : ( ... I'll be glad to have him around a little more.
Brennan started his basketball season a couple of weeks ago. He is playing Upward basketball with a friend through Valley Church in West Des Moines. He plays on Saturday afternoons. He really likes his team- they're a fun bunch of boys. For school, we have been learning about Ancient Egypt, and he's not really enjoying it like I am. I always loved teaching that unit in 6th grade. We are planning to visit the Science Center next week to see 'Lost Egypt' - it's a traveling display there through April. He also goes to the homeschool program at the Blank Park Zoo once a month, and enjoys that a lot. He still loves homeschooling, and says he has no desire to go back to school.
Well, it's 10:00 PM on Sunday night... and it's time to start looking at the week ahead- here's to a calmer week than last : )
Sunday, February 12, 2012
Sunday, February 5, 2012
Sick boy (again??) LONG POST
I noticed my last post was titled 'sick boy' So I suppose I could reuse that title again.. but this time I'd be talking about a different boy.
As I write, Gary and I are here
watching the Superbowl on a 19 inch fuzzy TV. We were supposed to be entertaining our small group in our home, and were excited about having everyone over. But God had different plans.
Wednesday evening before bed, Gary noticed his left shoulder and rib area being a little uncomfortable. It continued to bother him all day at work and into the evening Thursday. By Thursday bedtime, it was getting more bothersome, but he was able to finally fall asleep. He woke up early Friday morning feeling miserable and made a Dr. appointment for 7 AM Friday morning. Our Dr. ran an EKG, chest X ray, checked his oxygen and checked him over well. He was experiencing pain when he would breathe, and due to the fact that nothing had shown up on any of the tests, she felt perhaps it was pleurisy (an infection of the lining of the lung) and prescribed him steroids and an antibiotic. He came home, took his meds, and settled in. At this point he was uncomfortable and it hurt to take deeper breaths, but the pain was manageable. Brennan and I were busy cleaning (getting ready for our Superbowl party) when at about 11 AM, I saw Gary writhing in pain on the couch moaning and groaning. The pain was getting very intense and he was struggling to find a comfortable position. I was quite alarmed by this time, and called back down to the Dr. office. We were told to head into the emergency room. So we quickly got in the van and headed to Mercy Hospital. It seemed like I hit every red light on the way. Poor Gary was in the passenger seat clutching his chest, groaning in pain doing childbirth breathing because it hurt so bad to even take a breath. Brennan sat in the back seat crying at the sight of seeing his dad in such pain, and this usually very anxiety-ridden mamma was praying out loud in the driver's seat, trying to comfort my hurting husband, comfort my scared-to-death son, and stay on the road to get us to the hospital in one piece. Thankfully we arrived with no problems. Gary got into a room and they proceeded to run tests as the afternoon progressed. Poor Brennan was too scared to come back into the ER room with us, and I hated to leave him in the waiting room (that's just as scary) so I called Gary's parents to come. I went back and forth between Gary and Brennan until Gary's parents arrived. The doctors ordered a cat scan because a blood test had come back positive for possible clotting, and the cat scan revealed that he did have "clots in the lower lobes of his lungs." The scans also showed some pneumonia on his left lung. It's all a bit of a mystery. As far as the pneumonia he was not running a fever or coughing or showing any symptoms of any kind. And we have no idea what brought about the clot. He doesn't smoke, he hasn't traveled recently, he's been running 3.5 miles every morning before work, and nothing in the family history that we know of. It is likely that it started as one clot somewhere and perhaps it moved into his lungs and broke into pieces. That may have been what caused the excruciating pain that brought us to the ER. Gary's parents stayed here for awhile, but then took Brennan home- he'd had quite a traumatic day. Gary got moved up to the 7th floor- the cardiac floor- around suppertime.
Gary's pain by this time was back to tolerable. They gave him Toradol in the ER and gave him a declotting shot as soon as they discovered the problem. I ran home in the evening, took a shower, gathered some things together, and came back for the night. Gary's parents stayed at the house with the boys. Bradley had a basketball game so he hadn't even gotten to see his dad yet.
He was given his first dose of Coumadin Friday evening before bed. Friday night was a little rough. He got Vicoden, but it didn't seem to take care of his pain. It was hard for him to get comfortable, so he didn't sleep very well. Saturday morning he took Toradol again, and that seemed to be what was helping with the pain the best. Bradley had a basketball game on Saturday morning in Carlisle that I was planning to go to, but it had started snowing that morning. I left the hospital around 8:45, stopped to get gas across the street, and had a change of heart. I just didn't feel right about leaving the hospital. Gary's parents were going to the basketball game, so they would just have to cheer loudly for me.
Saturday was a pretty good day. The pain meds were helping. His PT/INR level was 1.2 We were told that the level they were looking for was between 2 and 3. Doyle and Carolyn and the boys came in the afternoon for awhile. They were neeing to get home to be at their church in the morning, so we decided that Brennan would go home with them. We passed the rest of the day and evening at the hospital with our laptops, Nook, phones, and the TV. We took walks down the hall several times and realized Gary was the youngest, hottest thing on the cardiac floor! I imagine everyone else would be jealous as his meals have consisted of biscuits and gravy, cheeseburgers, french fries, chocolate brownie cake, and Mt. Dew! By the way, he has enjoyed the hospital food! I hate to say it, but he's probably eating better here than he would be at home!
Saturday night was a much better night of sleep. He was taking the Toradol every 6 hours and that seemed to be making a big difference. We only woke up at 3 when the hospital phone rang (no one there) and at 5 when they came in to take blood. Bradley got himself to church in the morning and then had a Superbowl party with youth group friends in the evening. I know Gary was really hoping to be able to be home to watch the game in the comfort of his living room, but due to the insurance company not being open on Sundays to cover his shots he will have to do for the next several days, we couldn't risk leaving and having trouble with the insurance. If he was discharged the hospital couldn't help us with those issues. So we decided to play it safe and stay another night. Medically he could have gone home, but facing paying $85 per shot for 14 days just isn't in the budget if insurance doesn't cover it. So that brings us to now... watching the Superbowl from room 790 of Mercy Hospital. After he is dismissed, he will have to do these shots for the next several days until the Coumadin takes over. Then he will have to be on Coumadin for at least the next 3 months until they can be sure the clot has been absorbed into the body. He will have to have his blood tested regularly to be sure his PT/INR levels are where they need to be. If he experiences another clot, he will have to be on Coumadin for life.
I wanted to get the story down now so I don't forget it... because I have come to realize even when I think I will remember something, I don't.
The staff here has been wonderful. As we walk down these halls, we feel grateful with the good health we have, even in light of these past couple of days. I just watched a family tearfully gather in a gentleman's room down the hall cherishing last moments together and saying goodbyes as he is being transferred to hospice care this evening. I am so thankful for those who patiently and lovingly work in the medical profession. It is definitely not a glamorous job, but one that is so important, and one I know I could never do.
We have both been overwhelmed by all of the prayers, thoughts, phone calls, and concern expressed towards us. We feel blessed. I feel blessed to have my husband still with me. This story could definitely have had a different ending. I truly experienced God's peace during the events of Friday. And anyone who knows my history knows that anxiety has gripped me much of my life to the point of not being able to function in times of trial. God was my rock. I praise Him for his faithfulness now and as this story continues...
As I write, Gary and I are here
Wednesday evening before bed, Gary noticed his left shoulder and rib area being a little uncomfortable. It continued to bother him all day at work and into the evening Thursday. By Thursday bedtime, it was getting more bothersome, but he was able to finally fall asleep. He woke up early Friday morning feeling miserable and made a Dr. appointment for 7 AM Friday morning. Our Dr. ran an EKG, chest X ray, checked his oxygen and checked him over well. He was experiencing pain when he would breathe, and due to the fact that nothing had shown up on any of the tests, she felt perhaps it was pleurisy (an infection of the lining of the lung) and prescribed him steroids and an antibiotic. He came home, took his meds, and settled in. At this point he was uncomfortable and it hurt to take deeper breaths, but the pain was manageable. Brennan and I were busy cleaning (getting ready for our Superbowl party) when at about 11 AM, I saw Gary writhing in pain on the couch moaning and groaning. The pain was getting very intense and he was struggling to find a comfortable position. I was quite alarmed by this time, and called back down to the Dr. office. We were told to head into the emergency room. So we quickly got in the van and headed to Mercy Hospital. It seemed like I hit every red light on the way. Poor Gary was in the passenger seat clutching his chest, groaning in pain doing childbirth breathing because it hurt so bad to even take a breath. Brennan sat in the back seat crying at the sight of seeing his dad in such pain, and this usually very anxiety-ridden mamma was praying out loud in the driver's seat, trying to comfort my hurting husband, comfort my scared-to-death son, and stay on the road to get us to the hospital in one piece. Thankfully we arrived with no problems. Gary got into a room and they proceeded to run tests as the afternoon progressed. Poor Brennan was too scared to come back into the ER room with us, and I hated to leave him in the waiting room (that's just as scary) so I called Gary's parents to come. I went back and forth between Gary and Brennan until Gary's parents arrived. The doctors ordered a cat scan because a blood test had come back positive for possible clotting, and the cat scan revealed that he did have "clots in the lower lobes of his lungs." The scans also showed some pneumonia on his left lung. It's all a bit of a mystery. As far as the pneumonia he was not running a fever or coughing or showing any symptoms of any kind. And we have no idea what brought about the clot. He doesn't smoke, he hasn't traveled recently, he's been running 3.5 miles every morning before work, and nothing in the family history that we know of. It is likely that it started as one clot somewhere and perhaps it moved into his lungs and broke into pieces. That may have been what caused the excruciating pain that brought us to the ER. Gary's parents stayed here for awhile, but then took Brennan home- he'd had quite a traumatic day. Gary got moved up to the 7th floor- the cardiac floor- around suppertime.
Gary's pain by this time was back to tolerable. They gave him Toradol in the ER and gave him a declotting shot as soon as they discovered the problem. I ran home in the evening, took a shower, gathered some things together, and came back for the night. Gary's parents stayed at the house with the boys. Bradley had a basketball game so he hadn't even gotten to see his dad yet.
He was given his first dose of Coumadin Friday evening before bed. Friday night was a little rough. He got Vicoden, but it didn't seem to take care of his pain. It was hard for him to get comfortable, so he didn't sleep very well. Saturday morning he took Toradol again, and that seemed to be what was helping with the pain the best. Bradley had a basketball game on Saturday morning in Carlisle that I was planning to go to, but it had started snowing that morning. I left the hospital around 8:45, stopped to get gas across the street, and had a change of heart. I just didn't feel right about leaving the hospital. Gary's parents were going to the basketball game, so they would just have to cheer loudly for me.
Saturday was a pretty good day. The pain meds were helping. His PT/INR level was 1.2 We were told that the level they were looking for was between 2 and 3. Doyle and Carolyn and the boys came in the afternoon for awhile. They were neeing to get home to be at their church in the morning, so we decided that Brennan would go home with them. We passed the rest of the day and evening at the hospital with our laptops, Nook, phones, and the TV. We took walks down the hall several times and realized Gary was the youngest, hottest thing on the cardiac floor! I imagine everyone else would be jealous as his meals have consisted of biscuits and gravy, cheeseburgers, french fries, chocolate brownie cake, and Mt. Dew! By the way, he has enjoyed the hospital food! I hate to say it, but he's probably eating better here than he would be at home!
Saturday night was a much better night of sleep. He was taking the Toradol every 6 hours and that seemed to be making a big difference. We only woke up at 3 when the hospital phone rang (no one there) and at 5 when they came in to take blood. Bradley got himself to church in the morning and then had a Superbowl party with youth group friends in the evening. I know Gary was really hoping to be able to be home to watch the game in the comfort of his living room, but due to the insurance company not being open on Sundays to cover his shots he will have to do for the next several days, we couldn't risk leaving and having trouble with the insurance. If he was discharged the hospital couldn't help us with those issues. So we decided to play it safe and stay another night. Medically he could have gone home, but facing paying $85 per shot for 14 days just isn't in the budget if insurance doesn't cover it. So that brings us to now... watching the Superbowl from room 790 of Mercy Hospital. After he is dismissed, he will have to do these shots for the next several days until the Coumadin takes over. Then he will have to be on Coumadin for at least the next 3 months until they can be sure the clot has been absorbed into the body. He will have to have his blood tested regularly to be sure his PT/INR levels are where they need to be. If he experiences another clot, he will have to be on Coumadin for life.
I wanted to get the story down now so I don't forget it... because I have come to realize even when I think I will remember something, I don't.
The staff here has been wonderful. As we walk down these halls, we feel grateful with the good health we have, even in light of these past couple of days. I just watched a family tearfully gather in a gentleman's room down the hall cherishing last moments together and saying goodbyes as he is being transferred to hospice care this evening. I am so thankful for those who patiently and lovingly work in the medical profession. It is definitely not a glamorous job, but one that is so important, and one I know I could never do.
We have both been overwhelmed by all of the prayers, thoughts, phone calls, and concern expressed towards us. We feel blessed. I feel blessed to have my husband still with me. This story could definitely have had a different ending. I truly experienced God's peace during the events of Friday. And anyone who knows my history knows that anxiety has gripped me much of my life to the point of not being able to function in times of trial. God was my rock. I praise Him for his faithfulness now and as this story continues...
Thursday, January 12, 2012
Sick boy
Saturday, January 7, 2012
SIXTEEN
16 years ago tonight I had no idea my world would be so different in 24 hour's time. I was 8 months, 5 days pregnant with our first child. We had tried to find out what we were having with an ultrasound, but Bradley would have none of that. He kept himself curled up and very quiet during that appointment. But deep inside, I knew I was having a girl. I could feel it. Alexis Dawn was the name we had chosen, and I was already calling "her" Alexis as I rocked and sang to "her" in our new rocker.
My pregnancy had been very smooth and I was measuring right on schedule. I carried VERY high the whole time, constantly shoving little legs out of my ribs. The next morning, Sunday, Jan. 7, we went to church as usual, but I noticed that sitting in church wasn't nearly as uncomfortable. With carrying so high, I had to sit crooked to breathe, but I could tell the baby had dropped because I could breathe while sitting normally. But I didn't suspicion anything was happening. We came home, had roast for dinner, and I laid down for my Sunday afternoon nap. Around 3:30 I got up, and my water broke. I couldn't believe it, as I was feeling fine and wasn't having any contractions or anything. We headed to the hospital, and 5 1/2 hours later, at 8:02 PM Bradley Scott Hydorn was born. I think it goes down in record when the nurse said, "it's a boy!" that was one of the biggest shocks of my life! I wasn't disappointed- just surprised. So much for Mamma's intuition.
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| 6 pounds 4 ounces and perfectly healthy- My firstborn |
Forgive me as I am feeling quite emotional tonight- I can't believe my baby is turning 16 tomorrow. I cannot express the joy this beautiful boy has brought me over the years. Time is going so fast, and although I know God has amazing plans for Bradley, sometimes I feel very selfish and don't want him to grow up so I can keep him here with me. I have spent the evening tonight going through his scrapbooks, remembering, reminiscing, smiling, and feeling such great pride as I see each photo and read each story that goes with them. I decided to take a stroll down memory lane and share a photo from each year. Here's my happy birthday card blog-style to my 16 year old. I love you Bradley Scott!
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| Age- 1 1/2 - From the time he could walk, we knew sports were going to be in his future. He loved ANYTHING involving a ball. He loved his little golf set, and always had to use the blue club. |
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| Age 2 - Look Bradley, you used to want to do dishes!! Now that it's his chore at home, he doesn't like it so much! |
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| Age 3- His first fish! He caught it at Lake Okoboji on our Fox family vacation. |
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Age 4 - Baseball was always in his blood. He was watching ESPN from the time he could turn the TV on. And he didn't just watch baseball, he studied it... and learned. We were big Braves fans and his room was decorated in Braves colors/border. He went to his first Major League baseball game during this summer (Braves/Cardinals), and was entranced. |
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Age 5- And now he gets to play for the first time and not just watch! Needless to say, he loved Tee ball! |
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| Age 6- He learned to ride his bike without training wheels. |
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| Age 7- He really started golfing for the first time during this summer, so we entered him in the local Drive, Chip, and Putt competition, and he placed in the top 5 for putting! He was so proud! |
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| Age 8- The determination he has to work hard at his sports really came out during this year. He was moving up to Minor Leagues and wanted to pitch. Day after day after day, he would place home plate in front of the garage door and practice his pitching throwing a tennis ball against the garage. He got his chance to pitch during the first game of the season. We had the lead and just had to keep it. He came to the mound and struck out the side 1, 2, 3. I think that was a defining moment for him. |
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| Age 9- He made his acting debut in his 4th grade Christmas program at Grandview as Malchus, a wise man. I don't think the acting bug stayed with him, however. : ( |
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| Age 10- It's time for braces- his first set of two rounds of braces (and thousands of dollars later). This also marks his last day of school at Grandview before beginning going to Carlisle in 5th grade. |
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| Age 11- First trip to Colorado with another Fox vacation. He loved the mountains and hiking in Rocky Mountain National Park. He also white water rafted for the first time, and we discovered his daring side coming out (he always was pretty cautious as a child) |
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| Age 12- First airplane ride down to Florida for a Hydorn family vacation. First time in the ocean too! It was cold! |
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| Age 13- Ran in his first 5 K at Old Settlers. He did awesome! |
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| Age 14- Starting high school |
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| Age 15- First mission trip with our church- to Denver, CO. It was life- changing and Dad and I pray that there will be more mission trips to come, and that you'll continue to serve the Lord throughout your life. Bradley- I am so proud of you, and I love you with all my heart! I love the times we spend together late at night, even if you're just trying to stay up a little later. I love that we share our love of the King of Queens- a good quote can always cheer the other one up. I love watching you play sports- I love seeing how you've matured and grown in your faith this past year- I love your sense of humor- I just love YOU. Happy 16th! |
Monday, January 2, 2012
Reeses Cheesecake Brownies
Doesn't this look absolutely delicious?? It was : )
Pinterest has done it again... found this recipe there and added it to my holiday baking. Warning- IT IS EXTREMELY RICH... but we still managed to finish the entire pan with no problem. Enjoy!
Pinterest has done it again... found this recipe there and added it to my holiday baking. Warning- IT IS EXTREMELY RICH... but we still managed to finish the entire pan with no problem. Enjoy!Reeses Cheesecake Brownies
1 box chocolate fudge brownie mix (full size pan)
1 8 oz. package of cream cheese, softened
1 14 oz. can sweetened condensed milk
1/2 cup creamy peanut butter
12 oz. Reeses pieces candy (I didn't use these, and it was still delicious!)
1 12 oz. bag milk chocolate chips
3 tablespoons whipping cream
12 large Reeses peanut butter cups, chopped
- Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Lightly coat a 9x13 pan with cooking spray.
- Prepare brownie mix according to package directions. Spread the batter in pan and set aside. In a large bowl, beat cream cheese with mixer until fluffy. Add condensed milk and peanut butter and beat until smooth. Stir in the Reeses Pieces. Spoon mixture over batter. Spread evenly.
- Bake for 40 minutes or until cheesecake layer is set and edges are goldren brown. Cool for 30 minutes and refrigerate for 30 minutes.
- In a small microwaveable bowl, micro the chocolate chips and whipping cream for 1 minute or until the chips are melted. Stire until smooth. Spread over cheesecake layer. Sprinkle Reeses peanut butter cup pieces over the top. Store in refrigerator.
Sunday, January 1, 2012
New year, new resolution!
I am normally not one to make New Year's resolutions... basically because I can't think of one that I've ever kept. I prefer to call them goals anyway. For some reason, that makes me feel better, like I actually might be able to accomplish them... which brings me to resolution goal #1.
I AM GOING TO INVEST MORE TIME IN THIS BLOG, and keep writing on a weekly basis. I need to record those little stories/snippets of our life that I say I will remember... but don't. I was reminded of this as I was working on some scrapbooking a couple of days ago. I was scrapping pictures from 2010. And I was horrified at what I didn't remember from just 2 years ago. I do not want this pattern to continue. My kids are growing too fast and I want to cherish each day... the good and the bad. So whether anyone else reads this blog, it doesn't matter. If I sound like a bragging boasting mom, I apologize- I'm just trying to capture my honest feelings and emotions at the moment. If I seem like I'm complaining, ignore me and remember I have those days just like you.
I am tossing around otherresolutions goals for this upcoming year, but nothing is solified yet. The blog was my first priority tonight. I am hoping to spice up the look of it a bit, but for now, I just gave it a fresh look. Pink is always good.
We just got back from Christmas with my family. Christmas with Gary's was last weekend. And I am feeling so blessed. Tomorrow is our last day of Christmas break before it gets busy again. But I will be back...very soon.
I AM GOING TO INVEST MORE TIME IN THIS BLOG, and keep writing on a weekly basis. I need to record those little stories/snippets of our life that I say I will remember... but don't. I was reminded of this as I was working on some scrapbooking a couple of days ago. I was scrapping pictures from 2010. And I was horrified at what I didn't remember from just 2 years ago. I do not want this pattern to continue. My kids are growing too fast and I want to cherish each day... the good and the bad. So whether anyone else reads this blog, it doesn't matter. If I sound like a bragging boasting mom, I apologize- I'm just trying to capture my honest feelings and emotions at the moment. If I seem like I'm complaining, ignore me and remember I have those days just like you.
I am tossing around other
We just got back from Christmas with my family. Christmas with Gary's was last weekend. And I am feeling so blessed. Tomorrow is our last day of Christmas break before it gets busy again. But I will be back...very soon.
Saturday, August 27, 2011
I am alive!
Last post on my blog- April 10. PATHETIC! I think about posting but I get overwhelmed as to where to start. Catch up from the last post? That task seems daunting. So I will start with today... and go from there.
I have actually been accomplishing things today, and it feels fantastic! It is a beautiful day outside which is a big motivator. When the sun is shining, Kate has more energy- simple as that. And that energy needed to be used on the basement. Our house has a huge storage area. That is good. Since we moved in in October, all of the junk we have has been piled in that huge storage area- untouched. Until today. I tackled one room. Still a long way to go, but my holiday decorations are organized. I also did several loads of laundry and cleaned bathrooms.
I wanted to share a recipe I got off of Pinterest. For those of you who don't know what Pinterest is, it's a virtual bulletin board. You can create the boards you want and pin things you like to your boards. It can be a huge timewaster, of course, but I have found so many wonderful ideas on it along with lots of recipes- a few of which I've actually made. So I'll leave today with a recipe I tried tonight. We all gave it a thumbs up. But I think the only way to eat it is by piling lots of vanilla ice cream on top!
I have actually been accomplishing things today, and it feels fantastic! It is a beautiful day outside which is a big motivator. When the sun is shining, Kate has more energy- simple as that. And that energy needed to be used on the basement. Our house has a huge storage area. That is good. Since we moved in in October, all of the junk we have has been piled in that huge storage area- untouched. Until today. I tackled one room. Still a long way to go, but my holiday decorations are organized. I also did several loads of laundry and cleaned bathrooms.
I wanted to share a recipe I got off of Pinterest. For those of you who don't know what Pinterest is, it's a virtual bulletin board. You can create the boards you want and pin things you like to your boards. It can be a huge timewaster, of course, but I have found so many wonderful ideas on it along with lots of recipes- a few of which I've actually made. So I'll leave today with a recipe I tried tonight. We all gave it a thumbs up. But I think the only way to eat it is by piling lots of vanilla ice cream on top!
CROCKPOT CHOCOLATE LAVA CAKE
For the cake:
*2 cups brown sugar
*2 cups flour
*6 T unsweetened cocoa powder
*4 tsp baking powder
*1 tsp salt
*1 cup milk
*4 T butter, melted
*1 tsp vanilla
For the fudge topping:
*1 1/2 cups brown sugar
* 1/2 cup unsweetened cocoa powder
*3 cups boiling water
For the cake- Mix together the sugar, flour, cocoa, baking powder, and salt in large bowl. Stir in milk, melted butter, and vanilla until combined. Spread the batter over the bottom of a large greased crockpot.
For the fudge topping- Mix together the brown sugar and cocoa. Sprinkle mixture over the cake batter. Pour the boiling water over the top. DO NOT STIR!!!!!! Cover and cook on high for 2-2 1/2 hours. Cake will be very hot! Turn off heat and remove lid. Let sit 20-30 min. before serving, so it's still warm but won't burn your mouth. Enjoy!
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