Long week

This week has been tough for Emily. She had struggled all week. She simply felt bad. She napped every single day. She didn't make it through any of the last 5 school days.

No fever, not throwing up, nothing obvious. A little nauseated, and VERY tired.

I took her to the doctor yesterday, where we decided she only had a virus. Her CBC looked awesome and the mono test was negative. This morning Sarah started complaining of the same symptoms, so virus wins. Since I started writing this, Sarah has run 102-103.3 fevers, so I'm not sure if its the same or if its something else to watch for. She's a sick little puppy.



... Said the child with the fever.

Emily's nurse said she accidentally hit her toe on the wall as she was pushing her to her room. Em was throwing a fit at the time, so I didn't think much of it. She's been cranky this weekend, but I thought it was the virus, now I think it might have been this:




I feel awful that I didn't see it. It looks painful and her foot is swollen too. She's having an upper GI series in the morning, so I'm going to ask the pediatrician to call in an x-ray order for her, just to be sure it's only her toe.

The UGI is to evaluate her Nissen. She had large volume reflux as a little one which she eventually aspirated. She had the flu at the time, which led to a long, complicated hospitalization that kept her from school for 3 months. We have reason to believe it's back, so we want to check it before it causes any serious problems. Obviously, the mere thought of GI doctors or surgery induce cold sweats in Jeff and I. I'm not going to think too much about it until we get the test results back.

I hate that virus', minor illnesses, and possibilities of surgeries do this to me. It's just plain scary. Abby's problems all began with a tiny virus. I never know if it's a safe little bug, or something that could change our lives.

I have to trust that God is in control wherever life takes us each day. It's not simple, and so easy to be afraid. I'm not questioning God's sovereignty, or thinking that He would ever leave or forsake us, but I know well that life can be painful; even though all things work together for my good, and the good of my children.

Please pray that my babies have a better week, and for Emily's upper GI to go well. We have had six great months and a winter without sickness. That is nothing short of a miracle. I pray that it continues. It has been a sweet, sweet respite.