She's home from the hospital and doing alright. I brought a fairly sick little girl home, but she is improving (I think) although very, very slowly.
Emily before she left the hospital |
She's so weak. It's hard to see her like that. I keep calling her Granny. She thinks it's funny.
Come on Granny, time to eat. Let's go take a walk, Granny. Her little cackle fills the space where the breath I'm holding should be.
She reminds me of a tiny fragile Grandma. She has so little strength. She can be up 1-2 hours and then she exhausted. She falls asleep, wakes, and we're up again. She's coughing all the time and today she started running a low grade fever again. She goes to the doctor tomorrow, so I'll be thankful for a few minutes when I'm not the only one staring at her. Hopefully it's just going to take time for her to get past all of this.
Abby's still healthy. Thank God she hasn't shown any signs of being sick. Her being in school has been a blessing as Emily has really needed me.
Jeff was able to come home, which was great for Abby, but not an easy visit. It was stressful with so much going on.
Over all, I'm tired, concerned, and hopeful. I'm hoping my girls stay out of the hospital and things settle in to our normal before we have to uproot for a HUGE move.
I guess I'll just wait and see what tomorrow brings :)
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