KayTar missed her first day of school, because she is sick.
I had to drug her up so she would stop vomiting mucus and I could still take her to the feeding clinic to the appointment we've been waiting months and months for.
Found out the kid is losing weight.
We had The Talk about the g-button (feeding tube) again.
I freaked out a little. Talked to a few wise friends and our pediatrician. Calmed down.
Was interviewed for local newspaper.
Went to A&P II, received the dead cat we will be dismembering this semester. Looks just like Peanut.
Came home to child running 104 fever.
Gave requisite meds. Tried to push fluids.
Acquired sore throat.
Washed BubTar's required uniform for today (well after midnight).
Collapsed into an exhausted lumpish heap.
KayTar missed her second day of school. Was called by the school to make sure we were not no-shows.
Changed exactly one diaper, this morning. Not urine. Diarrhea.
Was in local newspaper.
Went to pediatrician. KayTar had a strep swab, I had quick throat check. There was more talk of g-buttons, weight loss, and illness. Not strep, it's adenovirus. Discussion of getting rid of pesky tonsils.
Checked her diaper incessantly.
Watched hours go by, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17....and counting.
Contemplated whether I will miss class tonight to go to the ER...or go to class and THEN go to the ER. Unless she pees, of course. Do you hear that KayTar? PEE ALREADY!
Checked Bloglines. DEAR GOD HELP ME. Tell me if there is anything I need to know about you, because chances are, I'll be hitting "Mark All As Read." I hate to do it, but free time is severely lacking this week.
Wrote this post.
Checked her diaper again, just in case there was good news before I hit publish.
Checked diaper again. Just in case, you know. DRY.
ETA: She peed @ the 18 hour mark. Whew. For now.