My Poor Punkies

You know that moment when you think, "MAN that had to hurt??" My poor Kara has had many this past month. It started the last weekend in Sept. Kara had been playing at an Aunt's house, and I guess she fell... Resulting in her (and really the 1st of her siblings) first black eye. I felt horrible! It looked like it hurt. Not even a week later, she was running around with Grant, and had a PVC pipe in her hand. She, of course, tripped and it jabbed her lower jaw. Resulting in a round scab. Then, yes THEN, the following weekend she had been playing outside and came into our chickens poop. We thought we had cleaned her up, but Tuesday night she became really sick. Sick, as in, really sick. I had a bad feeling and so I got her in to see the dr first thing. By this point Kara wasn't eating or drinking, and had a temp of 103. I had mentioned that she had come into contact with the chicken poop, but the Dr didn't really say anything. But she mentioned that if she didn't get any better in a few hours to take her to the ER. So we waited. And I kept having that nagging feeling, to take her in. I called Mark and he met me there. I have never, EVER, had such horrible services. We were told it was by priority, and that I should expect to wait. We waited for 4 and half hours. When the dr finally came into the back, he told me I shouldn't have brought her in and forced liquid down her, like the do in 3rd world countries. By the time she was pretty dehydrated, and it took 2 bags to get her back up there. They had to drip blood from where the IV was to get blood for her labs. I was SO not impressed by these people. But they told us that she was fine, and released us. She continued to be sick until that following Sunday. On Wednesday, my peds Dr called to tell me that they had received her bowl labs back, and she had salmonella poisoning. 7 days later, she is finally back to my punkies.

Last Wednesday, she also had an appointment with a pediatric GI specialist. Since the very beginning, she was spit up really bad. A few months ago, we switched her to soy milk. While this helped a little with her spitting up, her bowls still remained not normal. She is also lower that 25% for her height and weight. Anyways, they had to put her on special formula, and are now running some pretty crazy test. But I can tell you this. I look at her, and my heart goes soft. She lights up our whole house, and is just my little punkies. Her personality is so big, and she makes us all laugh. I am lucky to have her!! And I am so in love!!