48 hours of vomitting, one febrile seizure, relentless fever, endless diarrhea and two trips to the hospital.
I spent the night with Brinley curled up with her in a bed on the Pediatric ward, her body sweating beneath the hospital-issued striped pajamas. After two painfully failed IV attempts, she finally started keeping liquids down again and passed some urine, in between the dozens of blasts of diarrhea.
We are home, she is playing and happy and I am so thankful for a healthy outcome after being reminded once again that it could all be swept away in a heartbeat.
how scary Amanda. I am so sorry. That picture is frightening. Glad to hear you are all back home. xx
Oh man – poor you guys. That picture just killed me! Happy everyone is feeling back to normal’ish…
it’s awful watching your kids go through this! i’m glad to hear she’s on the mend and hugs to you!
My goodness, woman! This year is NOT being kind to you!! Or to your sweet little miss… hang in there – good to know she’s on the mend. Get better fast, Brinley!! xox