I feel like I haven't blogged or read one in about a year, even though it's only been a few days. This past weekend was a trying one and it took all my attention and energy.
I have been beyond blessed with a healthy baby girl! She has been my best asset for years now, and she is never sick. One time, when she was maybe 3 or so she got a double ear infection and strep, since then nothing.... well, until the dreaded 2011 hit.
Now, let me say that 20-eleven has brought some amazing things... babies who are so special and so precious, a little more peace in our home and relationship, a change in jobs that has made my life so much more bearable, and new friends. Twenty-11 has also brought some of the most horrible experiences of my life, and I have needed many prayers this year. Much of my family are at odds with each other, I have experienced 4 deaths close to me, and my HEALTHY, wonderful, amazing baby girl has been in the hospital twice this year. Yes, I said twice.... nothing since she was around 3 and this year has brought 2 hospital trips. That makes for a very uneasy Mommy!!
First was the ankle incident, which happened before I was blogging regularly and I'm sure I will end up blogging about it one day. Then this month brought us a peritonsilar abscess. Now, I have worked in the medical field and I know a lot, but I had never heard of this. She started feeling bad before Halloween, a little scratchy throat and a headache but nothing that we were too worried about. Then by Wednesday, which was November 2nd, she was feeling worse. The headaches persisted and her throat was hurting, but since she was never sick I just figured it was a sinus infection and it would go away. It didn't, it just got worse. By Friday she couldn't open her mouth because she was hurting too bad and she couldn't swallow.
I picked the girls up from school on Friday and brought them back to work with me. Adriana has dance on Fridays and I bring them to work so that someone can pick her up from me, since work is just minutes away from the studio. They had missed Thursday practice because our wonderful teacher Miss Heather was feeling bad and she forgot her keys, so the girls told her they would just make it up another day and she could go home and rest. Since she had missed Thursday's practice, I was adamant that she go on Friday not really realizing how sick she was. Talk about feeling poo-y when we got to the ER that night.
We ended up being at my work for about 30 minutes and the whole time she was crying. Anyone who knows my child knows she does not cry, she has to be half dead to cry so when she had spent 30 minutes crying, I knew she was too sick to go to dance. At 4:45 I decided that she wasn't going and called Ashley to tell her not to pick Adriana up, about that time my manager told me to take her home and let her get some rest. So that was my plan, rest and medicine for the weekend. Well, plans changed.
We got home and she laid down. She slept for about 2 hours, and when she woke up she would move her head and cry, she would try to open her mouth to talk and she would cry. I know it sounds horrible but we still hadn't decided to go to the hospital yet. She just wanted to sleep, and she had not run a fever the whole time she was sick, PLUS she is stubborn like her mom and she did not want to go. I knew we would end up going but I let her win the battle for a little while. Finally around 8 o'clock she said she was hungry but she didn't know if she could swallow anything, so I asked if she wanted to eat some ice cream for dinner. She said she wanted to try it, so Emily fixed her a bowl. She tried with all her might and she just couldn't do it, she couldn't get her mouth open for the spoon and when she finally did get the ice cream in, she just couldn't swallow it. This is the point that I was the most scared, and I was afraid if it was her tonsils that they would rupture and I would not let that happen. I told her that we were going to the doctor no matter what, and she finally said she was ready.
We spent the rest of Friday night going from St. Mary's (Tennova) to Children's. Sitting in waiting rooms, while I was scared to death because they had told me at St. Mary's that it was serious and we needed to go straight to Children's. We got to Children's about midnight, got back in the ER around 12:45 and didn't get into her actual room until around 6 in the morning. Needless to say, we spent most of Saturday sleeping, although my little bed was HORRIBLE, I was just glad to be there with my baby girl and know she was being taken care of.
We finally got to leave mid morning on Monday, after quite a few visitors, some fast food and some homemade food brought over by my wonderful Mamaw, and my bff. I feel like I haven't been able to get back on track since being out of the hospital. I feel like every day I am running behind and I can't get caught up. I'm trying though (it's only taken me 5 days to finish this blog :(), hopefully I can get back on track soon.
Oh, and time changed while we were in the hospital so maybe that has something to do with it. I'm just ready to get back into a groove!
Here are a couple of pictures from our stay:
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| Sleeping in the ER with Calvin |
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| Watching her favorite movie before going to sleep |
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| Glad she is feeling better! |
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