What a Weekend.

Our weekend started off pretty nicely - our campsite at Lake Perris was nice, and the park was almost deserted (meaning it was quiet!). The weather on Saturday was perfect, and the storm we were dreading came through Saturday night with a whimper. We had a few showers, but that was about it. Our daughter, the one who had her colon removed in October, called us Friday and Saturday to tell us about how she was not feeling very good - as a matter of fact, she felt so bad she couldn't go to work. We thought she had the flu - aches and pains, some nausea, weakness - so we weren't that concerned, just sympathetic. Then Sunday morning, abot 10 minutes after Don left to go fishing, she called me to tell me she was going to the hospital. What could a mom do? Don had the truck, and he was miles away, not due to come back for hours. I told her to call me again when she knew something. She called a couple of hours later to say they'd taken blood, and they were taking her in for an ultrasound. Then she called again around 2 pm to say they were going to be admitting her. Apparently the same thing is going on that happened right after her surgery: an infection plus severe dehydration. Her white blood count was "outrageously high," and her electrolytes were really out of balance.

Don finally made it back from fishing at 3:30, and we went to the hospital, where we found her still in an examining room in the ER. At 5:30 they moved her to a temporary DOU (definitive observation unit) that they'd set up in the surgery recovery room. Since the hospital was crowded, that's where she spent the night. We went back to our campsite for the night, and then broke camp this morning. Don went home and I went to the hospital, where the doctor told her that she was doing a little better. He was still concerned about the white blood cell count, and is keeping her tonight, too. He has no idea what or where the infection is, but it is reacting to the antibiotics they've been pumping into her, and all the fluids they're giving her have helped her dehydration.

Poor kid. There's so much she's been going through - and nothing we can do for her except be there. It's so frustrating for her; she's so tired of feeling sick.


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