What a week it has been. We started out our long extended week last Friday when we had to take a trip to Iowa for Chris's grandpa's funeral. The funeral was on Saturday. It was a hard time for all. It was the first funeral that I have been to since Asher died. At times I felt like I wasn't sad enough. I mean I was sad but I know that Chris's grandpa lived a long and amazing life. I also know that losing Asher was the most painful thing I have had to go through so far in life. And it could very well be the most painful. He didn't get a chance to live. I didn't get a chance to make any memories with Asher, which is hard for me to deal with sometimes. I think Olivia did ok with the funeral. I found her at one point just looking at her great grandpa in his casket. I was going to ask her what she was thinking but then she was off and running with the kids again.
We got back Saturday night from Iowa and we started off Sunday morning with Olivia throwing up. She was sick all day long. I am not even sure she ate or drank anything that day. Monday she was still feeling yucky so I kept her home. Monday night she was acting better and playing with Saige as opposed to laying in bed which she did all day Sunday and part of Monday. Tuesday morning we were all geared up to send her back to school. She even made herself breakfast. Ten minutes after eating she was throwing up again. I knew it was time to take her to the doctor. Before leaving for the doctor I was changing Saige and noticed she had what I thought was a pimple on her stomach. I didn't think anything of it and I took her to my grandma's while I took Olivia to the doctor.
The doctor said Olivia looked awful. She was very dehydrated. They wanted to give her IV fluids at the office but they were not going to try to find a vein in her. So off to the hospital we went. We were admitted to Bryan hospital. Olivia's blood sugar was 50 so they gave her a lollipop to eat on the way. I told Olivia what was going to happen at the hospital because I didn't want her to have any surprises. It is so horrible watching your child have to get their blood drawn and an IV in. Olivia screamed and I cried right along with her. I have never heard her scream like she did when they put the IV in. Once all the was done they left her alone. She looked so tiny and frail in that big hospital bed. She wouldn't eat or drink anything Tuesday night at the hospital. She ended up getting four bags of fluid and one of potassium and sugar to get her to perk up. She finally started eating and drinking on Wednesday. I was worried she would have to stay another night, but she finally was able to keep food down.
While in the hospital with Olivia, my mom and Chris were taking care of Saige. My mom asked me if Saige had spots the last time I seen her. I said I seen one. Saige got more and more spots and a fever. Chris took Saige to the doctor on Wednesday she had the chicken pox. I guess chicken pox are very rare these days. So I got Olivia home from the hospital and then we were also taking care of Saige with the chicken pox. She seems to be doing ok with it. She isn't itching but she gets fevers at least once a day. She just seems miserable. She doesn't sleep very well and she has a sore throat.
Olivia is acting like herself again and she will return to school next week. She still wants to be a doctor even after her stay in the hospital. I just want my girls to be feeling better. I hope this is the end of the sickies for awhile.
