It began with my last post...Caleb endured some sort of stomach virus. By Saturday I had a nasty case of the same. I couldn't keep a thing down. Not lunch, not crackers, not sprite, not even water. By 2 am, I woke Jadie to ask him to take me to the ER because I was afraid of becoming dehydrated. He called his mom, who graciously came over so we wouldn't have to take Caleb along to the ER. We waited in the ER from 2:45 am until 6:45 am. Apparently my "problem" put me at the bottom of the priority list and empty beds were constantly being filled by people being brought in by ambulance.
When I was finally taken to a room, the nurses had a difficult time drawing my blood to run the lab tests they needed. As I already knew, I have tiny veins which are hard to find with a needle. When you are dehydrated, your veins shrink, making my problem more intense. They thought they'd take 5 vials of blood. They were only able to get one.
The nurse gave me nausea meds through an IV and then 2 liters of fluids to re-hydrate me. Since returning home, I just haven't felt right. I need to get things back to normal!!!
Man, chaquita. I'm so sorry to hear that you still aren't feeling well. That is no bueno. I truly hope you can get on your feet again, soon!
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