You've seen the new bathroom cabinet...Now let's make it a little purty, shall we?
I snatched her up, not knowing what to do with her until now. (Um, yah I was just spray painting, not that my nails EVER look any different)
WarninG: this is a long post with very few pictures
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times...
In the last two days I have spent some time in two hospital emergency rooms. One with several people near and dear to my heart and the other with complete strangers.
I have to give you some back story. My husband had an interview on Friday morning and I had to work (my work is freelance and sparse, so I do not typically have my offspring with a sitter). A family friend was supposed to watch the little blt's as Gman was on a week-long hike and my parents went on vacay. Family friend=sick. I went down the list of other peeps I thought could watch my girls and every.single.one said no for different reasons. :( I had a total pity party for myself Thursday night as my husband cancelled his interview to stay home. total.pity.party. I'm a big baby sometimes :)
My 3yo got out of bed several times that night, complaining of stomach pain. Back to bed she went, remember the pity party was going on, plus I figured she just wanted to stay up. I went off to work Friday and during the day the hubs and I talked back and forth about her tummy. I still said-don't worry about it she just ate something, give her gatorade and keep her hydrated. After her nap she cried for 45 minutes straight, so off to the doc he took her. At this point, she's running a good strong fever and I'm thinking well I guess she has a little bug. (More back story is my hubs likes to go to the doc--I do not like the doc not.one.bit. it's not a trust thing, I just hate the waiting room wait). I'm working away when he sends me a text that they're on their way to the Emergency Room! Wha? I leave work (which is practically unheard of in my industry/department--I work in film production) and meet them at the hospital--I actually beat them there--hello Maria Andretti :).
We are immediately put into a room and then the waiting begins...
You know they take the rule things out approach--is it a UTI? Is it bad food? Is it (worst case scenario) appendicitis? They think it's her appendix-oof! First though, she needs to pee in a cup. She won't pee in the cup. So....they have to do a catheter. I won't tell you how that went here. It was awful.awful.awful. Then they need blood and want to put in an IV. In both of these situations, I am holding her
down still so they can do it safely and hopefully quickly. The IV didn't go so well and she started crying that she had to go potty (remember we just finished the catheter) all of a sudden--she goes! All over herself and me. Good times. (I am now the proud owner of some spiffy green scrubs they were good enough to give me). Fast forward several hours, that passed at a glacial pace, and we did an ultrasound and a CT scan and the doc tells us he thinks it may have ruptured! Ruptured! I don't like that word. While we are going through this time, LB's godparents took her for us (though she was charming the staff with her destructo antics) and our pastor came and prayed with us for NO rupture :).
Close to midnight the CTscan comes back clear--yippee skippee--and a very distinguished surgeon (no Grey's Anatomy here--though the ER peeps were dapper) visits us and says he doesn't think it is her appendix. Let's all have a collective sigh of relief shall we?!
They can't be sure though. She is going to spend the night and they keep the surgery scheduled just in case.
The next 12 hours are relatively uneventful, she has a viral infection in her lymph nodes--did you know there are lymph nodes in your stomach? I didn't. I sleep a few hours with LB. The hubs stays with Emster. I go to work after seeing the doctor again in the morning, knowing that if tests come back clean she is cleared to come home. Again, LB is hanging with her Godmother and many friends continue to lift us up in prayer through fb and my lovely friend Jenn who got the word out to some other peeps I know.
I've seen this done a few times, called 'Wordless Wednesday.' Where peeps put pictures up of what's going on in their lives. Here is what I'm up to the next few days and why I won't have much time for blogging... (and yes I realize this is 50 words!)
We are watching the Dark Knight. The boy blts have seen it several times. Me? I'm not big on scary or intense movies. I can hardly watch. Movies with endings you can't predict or where peeps get hurt, they make my heart hurt. I'm a little wonky that way.
I dont think they like it when I surf for a few minutes...then ask them what just happened? It makes it bearable to me. I don;t think I like this movie. Don't shake your bloggy heads at me, I know Heath Ledger was a great actor. It's just how I'm made. Yea God for oddballs :)
Anywho, my folks have gone off to China on vacation. I miss them. Hmmm. Makes me feel like a kid again. They left me this.