I think last week was THE LONGEST WEEK EVER! ugh. It started last Saturday night with Mary Beth getting sick and throwing up her dinner during the little birthday party that Jeff and the kids threw for me. I woke up in the middle of the night, nauseous. Jeff woke up the next morning, nauseous. Forget church, we struggled to get a Valentines breakfast going for the kids and then we both collapsed, and spent the day getting off the couch only when we had to. Sunday night, David started to feel sick, and went to bed early.
Monday, I woke up still feeling pretty rotten but better. Everyone else seemed okay, so the little ones that I watch came on over and it looked like it was going to be a normal week. Well, after nap time, the little girl that I watch, woke up with a fever of 101.7! :( So, I called her mama and they left early. My head had started to hurt around lunch time, but I was dealing with it and it didn't seem like it was going to turn into a migraine. I couldn't be more wrong. I took some Imitrex and waited for it to work....there was a little relief, but really, nothing.....I went to bed and thought for sure I would feel better when I woke up. Well, I didn't really sleep...it's hard to when one is in a lot of pain. I took another Imitrex and again waited...and waited....nothing. I can only take 2 Imitrex in a 24 hour time period. And Imitrex isn't cheap, so I try not to take it unless I feel pretty certain a migraine is coming on. By about 10 am on Tuesday, I was starting to feel better, but exhausted. I ended up canceling our women's group (which I NEVER do) that night so that I could try to get to bed earlier.
I woke up at 6 am on Wednesday morning to Jada telling me that she had a tummy ache. I asked if she was sick and she of course, said no, but then promptly threw up all over the bathroom floor. I honestly didn't know how I was going to handle this. I was exhausted from being sick myself. Her ketones were through the roof but her blood sugar was okay...she stayed under 200 all morning. Around 9 a.m. she asked to eat and I gave her a piece of toast. She seemed to hold it down okay. We took Mary Beth to school and I thought we were out of the woods. I had called the dr. that morning about a prescription refill for test strips- I was on our last bottle and was afraid that I would run out because of the extra testing I was doing. When the nurse on the phone line found out that Jada was sick, he immediately called me back and told me that he would take care of the test strips but then went through "sick day protocol" with me. You know, it was REALLY nice to know that there was someone on my side with me. They wanted me to take her to the hospital, but at that point, I didn't see a need. Things seemed to be on the upswing, and they were okay with that. However, they said if she throws up again, she really needs to go....just to be safe. I told them okay....I will IF she throws up again. So, we ate lunch (grilled cheese) and about an hour later, she started feeling CRAPPY. She laid on my lap and cried and cried. Her blood sugar was in the 130s. Her tummy hurt. Her back hurt. Her head hurt. I knew what was coming....and it wouldn't come fast enough for me. For about 30 minutes, this went on. I sat with her on my lap and a bowl in my hand. Finally, she did it. I called Jeff and told him that we were headed to the hospital. I was expecting a blood sugar crash, because it didn't look like she had digested anything! But she held pretty steady and when we got to the hospital she had actually gone up to 200. I knew that would be short lived and about 30 minutes later, she was crashing but we caught it at 104. They gave her an I.V.- which was NOT so much fun getting that baby in. But once it was in, the fluids and the anti nausea meds helped almost immediately. She turned right around and we were home by about 4:45 pm. Home and tired.
The next two days were spent just chilling at home. We needed it so badly. And tonight I'm still tired. We've been chasing some lows, which just seems to be normal after a stomach virus. This morning before I sent her to Sunday School, she was 155. Lower than she normally is at that time of day, I gave her a granola bar (about 20g) hoping it would push her up a little bit while she was away from us. Nope. When I checked her after church....57! What would it have been with no granola bar??? I can only wonder....
So, I am looking forward to a "normal" week! I officially declare we are DONE with this virus. Eli woke up last night with a tummy ache and didn't sleep much.....so I think he's done with it, too. We're going to Anchorage this next weekend for my niece's wedding....VERY excited about that. Mary Beth and Jada are flower girls....I'm so excited. Jeff's sister from Arkansas is coming as well as his cousin from Seattle. It's going to be a great week.
Well...that was my ramble. :)THANKS everyone for your encouragement this past week. I needed it badly. I really don't know what I would do with out you, my Pancreatic Sistahs!!!