Saturday, March 5, 2011 12:46 PM, EST
Yesterday Ally threw up a few times. She had some diarrhea right before bed, and then threw up again. We decided not to hook her up to her night time feeds, as we didn't want to be cleaning puke up all night. Around 4:00 this morning Ally called for Daddy because she was having a bad dream. He brought a blanket in and slept on the floor of her room for a while. She kept making noises and even yelling out half sentences. A little bit later I went in, we put her mattress on the floor between us. She wasn't really responding to us, but we thought she was just working through her sickness. A little after 5:00, we both couldn't sleep so we carried her downstairs and snuggled on the couch. We tried to wake her up, we were yelling her name, we where moving her about, rubbing her breast bone, nothing was rousing her, she was starting to seize up and looking off into space with mucus coming out of her mouth. We quickly got clothes on and rushed to the ER. They worked fast, and Daddy figured out they should check her blood sugar. It was critically low. They gave her some IV sugar and within minutes she came around, could talk to us, and seemed very confused about how she got to the hospital.
This was one of the scariest moments of our lives. We follow a couple of other kids on Caringbridge and we have heard many stories, so thoughts of strokes, seizures, blood clots and everything else was running through our heads. In my mind, I did not see a way she was not going to be harmed by this. But, alas, we are currently watching our 7th episode of Curious George, and Ally is ready to go home. The doctors, however, are not ready to let us leave. They are VERY concerned about her cancer diagnosis and it looks like we will probably spend the night.
Ally is fine though. Ally is fine.
We feel pretty stupid for not giving her the feeds last night, as in retrospect she had really had nothing to eat all day, because she threw it up, and then we didn't give her the feeds, so of course her blood sugar dropped. We already have a plan if she is vomiting in the future, so hopefully this will never happen again.
She is fine. We are fine, and she has already accumulated 3 stuffed animals.
Tomorrow will be a better day!