UPDATE: Feisty went to the emergency room at 3:00 a.m. when she began vomiting. The doctor said to take her in if that happened, otherwise to bring her back to him today (Thursday) for a re-check. She did and they did. It's now 7:00 a.m. and she's on i.v. for rehydration. They've taken blood and are waiting for the results of those tests. The doctor she saw yesterday was to be there by 6:30. I'm thankful for that, since he knows what he gave her yesterday. They're going to decide then whether or not to admit her. Please pray!! And please ask others to pray. Thank you.
UPDATE #2: Feisty is home. They didn't admit her, Praise the Lord. But she's pretty sick with another UTI. I think it would help if she'd give in to being totally potty trained! Please pray for that, because I sincerely believe that is what is causing the infection - bacteria-laden pull-ups! She had more of the same antibiotic as yesterday giving intravenously this time, and has to check in again tomorrow. Thanks for praying - don't stop now!
SUNDAY NIGHT AFTER CHURCH: I was settling in to watch a movie with DC and relax before heading back into the work week. The phone rang. It was Kristen. Her husband has been without a job for several weeks, and finally had a new job. Keep in mind that Kristen had recently gone to full time in her job in order to keep things going until her husband got a job. He had been taking care of the kids in the morning and I took over often in the afternoon so he could go for interviews.
Suddenly we're thrust into the horrible world of the hunt for good child care that wouldn't send them into bankruptcy. Kristen had called everyone in the Yellow Pages the previous Friday and learned that it would take everything she earned to have the 3 kiddoes taken care of by someone else for HALF DAYS. She was able to piece together last week, thinking she had this week covered. All of a sudden, nothing was working out. Could I possibly take Monday morning off so she could work on something more permanent?
I am the opener for the office this summer - the only one there at 7:30. My co-worker is supposed to be there by 8:30. She has been involved in a worker's comp claim from a really freak accident during the clean-out of a closet. I never know when she's going to be there. I tried to reach everyone to see if we could have coverage for that first hour before A. got there. I finally reached A. and learned that she was going to be there. She gave me N's number, and he finally called me back at 10:30 to say he could cover the first hour.
MONDAY: The kids and I had a good time - we went to a magic show at the library in the morning and played all afternoon. I stopped by the Day Camp Kristen had discovered, to pick up the paperwork she had to fill out. It is run by the growing babay church our church started a few years ago - their program is not bank breaking, but not inexpensive by any means - we're talking 3 kids, you know.
TUESDAY: The kids were at Day Camp by 7:30 and Kristen was at work at her approved new schedule - just a little late. Her hubby's battery is dead in his truck and it's parked down in a parking lot in town. I took him to work at 6:30 - except the crew was parked in a different place than he thought, so we rushed across to another part of town. I got to work by 7:30 as well, by some miracle.
I picked the kids up at noon. All went well with them for the morning, and they had a good time. I thought it would be fun to go to McDonald's at the one with the Play Place, and of course they agreed. What a mess - water all over the floor from melting ice from the soda machine; hundreds of people with the same "fun" idea; wrong toy; wrong food; wrong drinks; NO DIET COKE. Can you believe that one??
We finally got out of there - I haven't been able to find Feisty's sandals since. Did I really bring her home from there barefooted??
TUESDAY EVENING: I rode my bike to Office Depot (for the second night in a row - Monday night I got there too late), to try to get a wireless keyboard and mouse on a REALLY good sale. Of course, they were out. Of course, they don't do rain checks. I was not happy.
WEDNESDAY: Since she went back to fulltime, Kristen is required to be at a weekly morning meeting on Wednesdays at 7:30. Could I please rearrange my schedule to be able to take the kids to Day Camp on Wednesdays and go to work a bit late? Since I have more leave built up than I can ever use, it was just a matter of getting someone to cover that first half hour until I could get them there at 7:30 and to work by 8:00. Our rhythm was a bit off - I didn't get them dressed, breakfasted, hair combed, teeth brushed, and across town until 7:40. What with road crews and stop lights, I was 15 minutes later than planned. N covered again, very graciously. Neither of my office mates was there today - I only knew about one of them not being there. The injured one is really having a rough time with physical therapy. It's a mess.
I called the Office Depot in the town where I work to see if they had the above mentioned sale item. They did! The young man I talked to offered to put one at the front check-out for me. I was thrilled. Except a slight emergency took over and I wasn't able to stop there on my way home. I finally called them later this afternoon to tell them I would be in tomorrow. Turns out they aren't supposed to save sale items for customers coming in later - but since the young man said he would, they had to do it. Poor young man! I hope he doesn't lose his job. But I'll get my keyboard and mouse tomorrow.
As the kids were waking up, we were thinking Feisty didn't feel her best, in fact felt a bit warm. But she seemed to feel well enough to go to Day Camp. Kristen was worried, though, and got her an appointment with the pediatrician. We got there an hour early, because I didn't want to go all the way back home since the doctor's office was just down the street from Day Camp. We spent an hour in the waiting room - 2 healthy kids and one very feverish little one. They did remarkably well.
We finally got in to see the(very, very young)doc. Feisty had a temp of 102.8! Poor little thing. They needed to do a urine test (she had just finished a round of antibiotics for a urinary tract infection a couple of weeks ago). She couldn't get anything into the little cup that the nurse held for her on the potty. So they had to insert a catheter. The other two were in the room to "support their little sister", but they couldn't take it and headed back to the original room. The doctor finally came back in to tell us she had what he felt was a not-too-full-blown kidney infection. He decided to give her a major antibiotic - in both legs. Poor little sweetie! She was in total despair. So were her siblings. They couldn't watch. They went out to the waiting room. Then we had to wait an extra 20 minutes to be sure she didn't have an allergic reaction to the shots. She has to go back tomorrow for a check on the success of this powerful antibiotic.
The doc also prescribed a cream for another problem she's having, somewhat related. I stopped the prescription off at the drive-through pharmacy at Walgreen's - it would be ready in 20 minutes. I went back while Kristen was soaking Feisty in a warm tub, as the doctor suggested. They told me they didn't have it after all, they would call another store. My question - why didn't you call the other store before I came back a half hour later than they said it would be ready??? Oh, here, they have some. Here - it's $110 - after insurance!! I almost had a stroke. They suggested we call the doc back to see if he could prescribe something just as good and not so pricey. We haven't heard anything back yet. Docs have no idea how much the meds they're prescribing cost, you know.
Please pray for little Feisty - and for her mommy, who is very sad for Feisty. Life just isn't right without her being her feisty self.
This picture was taken just Saturday on a hike with Grandpa.
I'm trusting the rest of the week isn't quite so stressful.