I was a very bad bad Mom. M-E started coughing on Saturday night. Whitney was sick and so are a bunch of other children. They were all hacking like 46 year smoking coal miners. I heard about the cough, the sore throat, the achie body. The flu.
Well she hit 101.9 and I just stopped taking her temperature. She was sick, she had what the rest had, I just could not face a trip to the ER on Sunday night. I don't have my car back and our hospital bags are not packed and they are not going to make us stay and they are very inefficient at the ER and we would have to wait more than than an hour for a blood draw and I could take her to the hospital in the A.M.to the clinic where things run like clock work.
So, I gave her a couple of tylenol and went to sleep. Granted it was fitful but it was in my own bed and she was in hers.
I let them know we were coming in and sure enough. ANC 4200. She does not have pneumonia and she just needed a liter of fluid to replace all the blood they drew and then off to home.
Okay, so what it is the problem? Oh, yeah. She is at risk for infection in her Port. That little dohicky that has a line that goes into her heart. I had forgotten about that problem.
I have been scolded, by lots of people and have been forgiven. Maybe.
Twenty Years, Two Hundred and Forty Months, Seven Thousand Days, and Three Hundred Days. Since we started chasing Leukemia.
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