Lots of weird things are happening now, aren't they? Frogs are not yet falling from the sky, I grant you that. But give them time, the frogs, give them time. --William Leith
Monday, June 09, 2003
spent the evening in the emergency with Rachel, who has been fighting a fever for the last few days. I've been sick too, but not as bad as her. Tonight she was at Gramma's with M, and he brought her home about seven thirty, and I didn't like the look of her. She was sort of out of it, and her lips were bleeding, and she was restless and fretting. I asked M if he thought he could take her to the Dr. tomorrow morning but he said, no, he had too much to do, so I got him to take us to emergency.
They were very sweet to her, she's obviously ill, and they managed to bring her fever down, (although she didn't like how they did it..."do you know what a suppository is, Rachel?") and they said she's on the edge of dehydration. If she doesn't start taking in fluids, tomorrow she'll have to go back and get blood tests for electrolyte balance and go on an IV but I'm hoping we can avoid that. She's asleep at the moment. So I'm keeping my fingers crossed.
They were very sweet to her, she's obviously ill, and they managed to bring her fever down, (although she didn't like how they did it..."do you know what a suppository is, Rachel?") and they said she's on the edge of dehydration. If she doesn't start taking in fluids, tomorrow she'll have to go back and get blood tests for electrolyte balance and go on an IV but I'm hoping we can avoid that. She's asleep at the moment. So I'm keeping my fingers crossed.