more of the same

If you're one of the "enough about diarrhea" people out there, it's really ok.  That doesn't make you a bad person.  Just check a different blog and come back later...things are going to be better soon.  I hope.

But for all those people who call us family, whether we've got the same genes or not, you're stuck with us.  Here's the story of the day.

Lily's daily journal entry. She's been too weak to write them herself, but she got in this sad little self-portrait!

The grin of promise of last night was all but forgotten this morning when Lily woke up at 7:30, was back to sleep at 8 am, and was passed out or incoherent most of the morning.  Tears of stomach pain.  Tons of diarrhea.  All her little ribs popping out and dark circles under her eyes...I'm done.  

Emailed the doctor, got the "go to the hospital!" green light (I don't know WHY I always need someone to give me permission to DO what I feel like I should do, but...), and we went. 

Everyone was gone but Dr. Rodney by the time we got there around 3:30, but he was the guy we needed anyway.  As soon as he saw her, he set her up for an iv, got her shriveled little vein on the very first try, and Lily was not only a champ, but she was enthralled.  I'm pretty sure she'd marry Dr. Rodney tomorrow if he asked her.  She was so thrilled by his doctor-ness and gentle spirit, that she didn't even mind him stabbing her in the arm, as long as he came back to check her frequently. 

A few hours of drip.  drip.  drip.  Finally, realizing we were going to be there until midnight, he gave us a few instructions, we loaded her up with the iv bag tied to the truck, and have blood work scheduled for 9 am tomorrow.  

A few hours of iv, and my chatterbox was chatterboxing, though still losing a lot of fluids.  

Sofie is still doing better little by little, though her attitude has yet to improve (we had about 20 toddler melt-downs today.  gorgeous) and Matt is doing better and worse in waves.  

There you have it.  Better news (I sure hope) soon!