a smile and a request for a hug...Life is Good!

Finally....I think we made progress.  Lisa woke me with a smile today and a request for a hug.  Yeah!  It was a brief moment, but we'll take it.

Thursday also provided a ray of hope in this long week of aches, pain and sleepiness.  Lisa was alert and talking and eating in between long rest periods.  Her check up with her doctor went well and we thought we were on the road to happy days.  Unfortunately, Thursday night Mike noticed her cheeks were flush.  We figured it was from sleeping under covers the whole day.  Friday morning, when she finally woke up and stumbled out of bed, she looked like the little girl in the book "Pinkalicious".  Her face was all pink and she was covered with a rash on her arms and torso. She also had a slight temperature. I thought it was "5ths disease".    She seemed to be fine. She ate breakfast and was asking about a play date.  That lasted a short time until she retreated to bed and her temperature spiked.  A call to the doctor got us an invite to the ER so they could assess her.  I called Mike and asked him to pleassssseeeee come home from work and take her to the ER.  Sounds terrible, but I just couldn't do it.  I could not go back to the hospital and sit around and talk to doctors and wait for diagnoses and decisions....I just couldn't...I'd had enough.  I was happy just cleaning out the basement ...that's where I wanted to stay... in my own little world...in a place where I could actually do something...see progress made. It's crazy I know, what kind of person trades in cleaning a basement over caring for her child...a person whose had enough of hospitals, that's who!  So, yes, Mike came through.  He came home, went to the ER with Lisa for four hours and came back with the news that the rash was a reaction to pain meds they had started Lisa on this week.  They dosed her with Benadryl and a pain medicine we used in the past (the one I had originally asked for!) and basically knocked her out for the evening.  Friday was a tough night...she kept spiking fevers and she was totally out of it.  Mike kept a close eye on her and when she woke up Saturday morning, she looked tons better, she wasn't pink and she looked much more comfortable.  She slept for most of the day and by evening she had perked up enough to ask for noodles and a Popsicle.  Once she was done eating, she put herself to bed and slept in her OWN bed for a few hours.  At about midnight, she decided her bed wasn't cozy and moved into mine where she slept for the remainder of the night!

This morning she woke up with a smile and a request for a hug...we'll take it!  Life is Good...in this moment, right now, there are smiles...and that is GREAT!