Twice in one month?
Wow, 12 days into the month, and I'm already making a second post. I might be on a roll!
Would a sane person move a family of 6, plus one dog and one pet rat into < 1400 sq. ft. AND bring home a Great Dane puppy the very next day?
Wow, 12 days into the month, and I'm already making a second post. I might be on a roll!
Hope everyone had a great Independence Day holiday (all 3 or 4 of you who read this...). We had a relatively relaxed weekend. Brian grilled some rib-eyes for our dinner on Saturday, then we headed downtown for a spot to watch the fireworks. I still am not used to needing to wear a jacket to watch fireworks.... it was quite windy and cool out. The fireworks were OK; nothing spectacular, but the finale was definitely the best part. We were several blocks from the park where the fireworks were being shot off and it was pretty loud to me from there; I can only imagine how loud it sounded to the folks actually in the park!
Much has happened since the last post. I spend most of my time on FaceBook and haven't taken the time to write anything here. But since today is my birthday, I decided I can spare the time. Thanks to all my FaceBook buddies who have sent me wishes over there. I feel very loved.
Hope everyone is recovered from their weekend. I sure hope I am, because I didn't do a lick of housework or laundry. So I know what I'm doing this morning... I have some excuse, though. I had some mighty full days this weekend. Brian was out of town and I had a lot of stuff on my plate. Saturday morning, I had Easter choir rehearsal at 10:30. It was nearly 1 by the time I left the church building from that. I had to make a stop to hunt up something to use for the kids' Easter baskets on my way home. So that left me getting home a bit after 2.

Sorry I haven't posted another update. Things get a little hectic around here and I don't get much time to sit down and write.
Emily came home on Tuesday. The doctors could never say for certain what caused the high fever and sepsis, nor could they say it won't happen again. The infectious disease doc thought it was a wicked kidney infection; the urologist didn't seem to think so; and the other docs admitted they were stumped. That was refreshing. I would much rather hear someone say they weren't sure than to say, "The only thing I can come up with is..." which is kinda how the ID doc sounded. Anyhow, she's taking a few more days' worth of oral antibiotics and going back in in a couple of weeks to have labs repeated and get checked out again.
She did go to school yesterday and was getting tired by the time it was over. She also said that she got winded climbing the stairs, which is unusual for her. I guess even though she mostly feels recovered, it will take a while before her body catches up with her mind.
Now, to keep an eye on things in case it recurs...
Sitting here in Emily's room while she is off having an ultrasound of her kidneys. Her vitals are much improved; unfortunately we still don't have any real answers as to what started this whole mess. She is feeling 100% better and itching to go home. That's not happening today, but she does get to move to a regular room and finally get the shower she's been asking for.
I have been overwhelmed by all the emails, texts, and Facebook posts offering prayers and support. Technology is amazing. Thank you to all who've been praying.
I hope to have more news later today or at least by tomorrow.
Emily (17) was admitted to the hospital last night... a few posts ago, I mentioned a kidney infection she had just before Christmas. On our way to school yesterday, she said she thought she was getting another one; she was having pretty similar symptoms. I told her we'd probably get her seen after school then. Neither of us realized just how bad it was until she called me to get her from school (she went in late and only lasted a couple of hours before she called and told me she was practically passing out). We had already decided we'd take her to the ER (no dr. appointments available), so her dad met us there and I left her in his capable hands.