Maybe a better title for this post would be "How I spent my weekend" but I figured the diet thing would get more peeks. Actually this diet isn't recommended. My daughter Kami has been sick for several weeks. Some days she would throw up a few times others all day long. The past week she got to the point where she could not keep anything down- I mean ANYTHING! Not even ice chips. She has been going to work every day and then collapsing when she gets home. She lost nearly 20 pounds in 3weeks!!!!!!
So, Saturday she called me and asked if I would come pick her up so she could use my shower- their hot water heater wasn't working. I picked her up and brought her a smoothie-trying to help hydrate her. Within 10 minutes she had lost it (is was worth a shot though!) After observing her and realizing how lethargic and weak she was and even having trouble walking, remembering, etc we called someone to give her a blessing. (Her hubby, my hubby and my son were all gone) After the blessing she said she had a feeling that something was really, really wrong. So...we headed off to the Emergency Room. I figured they would give her a couple bags of IV fluids and we would head home. In fact I told her husband to just fix the water heater and I would bring her home when she was done.
Apparently I was wrong. In the process of figuring out what was wrong they found that she has pancreatitis. Also, her liver functions were in the 3000's (100s are normal) They couldn't get her blood pressure up- it was so low that the red alert alarm went off and everyone would come running. (it was 77/45) They decided that they needed to admit her and find out what was going on with her liver and get her stable. That was Saturday afternoon. She is still there. She is a lot perkier than she was on Saturday night(picture was taken Sunday night) but she is still really sick and we don't have a lot of answers. They have ruled out Hepatitis at this point. They think there must be some kind of blockage that didn't show up on the ultrasound that is keeping her from keeping anything down and will possibly scope her tomorrow.
And then- because I didn't have enough going on- my darling husband came home from a softball tournament injured. He was pitching and put up his hand (not the gloved one) to protect his head and the ball bent his thumb backward. (OWEEEE!!!!) Anyway, after not getting much sleep because of the pain and having a Dr. at church peek at it we headed for Urgent Care to get it x-rayed. Yup- it's broken!
The funny thing (or dumb depending on who you ask) is that he actually THINKS he can still play softball. He has rigged some metal thing up to cover his thumb so he can at least bat. Anyone else besides me think he might just be a tad obsessed? Thank heaven he hasn't found a way to still be able to pitch!
Needless to say- the weekend wasn't boring! I'll keep you posted!
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