It's 7.45am and I am waiting to hear.After another afternoon of ceaseless vomiting and terrifying lethargy D took Amy back to the hospital at 5pm yesterday.
At 9.30 he rang to say even the anti nausea medication that worked like a dream yesterday had failed, and now with all the vomiting her throat was bleeding. They had decided to put a naso-gastric tube in and keep her overnight.
What I wouldn't give to be with her, my poor poor baby.
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I am so sorry. I can't imagine how awful it feels to be in your shoes. I wish I could say I would be right over to help out. Take care of yourself. You and your family are in my thoughts.
Bless you and your family--what a horrid time you are all having. I will keep you all in my thoughts and prayers.
Jesus, Mary and Joseph.
Repeat after me:
It'll be okay, it'll be okay, it'll be okay.
Oh god, just read your last couple of posts. Poor poor Amy and poor poor you. You must be beside yourself with worry.
Hang in there. Thinking of you.
I am sorry to read that your ordeal is continuing. What a difficult time this must be for you. I wish I could think of something more comforting to say. I hope she is home soon.
I can't think of anything at all useful to say - just sympathizing and thinking of you both.
Thinking of you both!
may it all pass very, very soon.
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