On Friday I picked up Wendy from school with complaints of bad abdominal pain and shooting pains in her legs. Appendicitis crossed my mind because of where the pain was located, and I researched it so I'd know what to watch for. Within a couple hours of her coming home she began symptoms that were more flu-like than appendicitis like, if you know what I mean.
The abdominal pain went back and forth all weekend, getting a lot worse when she lay down and she put it as a 9 on her pain meter.
Meanwhile, the rest of us were dropping like flies. Allan got it, the husband got it, Mark is still getting over it, and I felt crunky all weekend, but not quite to the level that these guys were going at it (thank goodness). Brian, so far (knock on wood) has somehow, amazingly, avoided it - which baffles me because he's normally my first one to crash.
Such an odd bug. It clearly follows no rhyme or reason.
About 4 o'clock yesterday, Wendy started to black out on me. I caught her before she hit the floor, but she did it twice in a row. Being that the doctor's office closes at 5, and she was starting to make me nervous - I hauled her in.
Without my even mentioning it, and after checking her over - he was also concerned about appendicitis and sent us down to the ER at U of M.
Four years ago I wouldn't have known the way there with any confidence and now I can get there blindfolded. Funny how time and experience can change things.
It was fun bonding time.
We made lists
We played I went to the hospital and I brought - and we got all the way to N before they hauled us to triage.
And nothing screams mother/daughter bonding more than trying to help your daughter pee in a cup. We were in hysterics. We are anything but serious when it comes to, well, just about anything.
But trust me, if you have to pick anyone to be on the other side of the curtain in the examining room - you want us. Just ask poor little Kaitlyn who was there for the same thing, but diagnosed differently. We had no clue who was on the other side, but we were having entire conversations and our eyes were watering and our stomachs hurt from laughing.
We are anything but serious.
In the end, six hours later, it was decided that while Wendy does have some symptoms of appendicitis, she is not displaying other key symptoms and it is more likely that it is the virus. The doctor gave us symptoms to watch for, gave her an anti-nauseas medicine and sent us on our way. He explained that the black outs could have been from any number of things, and while my kids are all heavy water drinkers, it is definitely possible that she could have been dehydrated as well. She had her blood pressure taken three times yesterday.
So that was our fun.
I slept better last night for not having to worry about anything bursting.
Today I still have three sick - two home from school and one sick guy went to work with nothing in his stomach.
I'm putting on a face mask and I'm going to spend the day washing sheets and sterilizing doorknobs, counters and toilets. Because that sounds fun.
so so fun.
Is it June yet?