Home!

Ok, we're alive. And home.

Thankfully it was only croup. Everything else came back negative. But, like every normal childhood illness with Kendall, she's not the norm. They gave her the Racemic Epi treatment and then watched her closely. We left with a still croupy baby, but crazed from the steroid and treatments. When she was calm she sounded OK so we were allowed to leave! I'm very thankful we didn't get sentenced to a night there. I'm sure the fact that they don't really have any beds didn't hurt.

I don't regret going to the ER at all. I usually think twice about it, fearful we are going to get there and she's going to sound fine and we'll be the parents who cried wolf. Sooner or later I'll get over that. But, of course, the night air did help her on the way in and she did sound better. I whispered in her ear to put on the theatrics for the nurse at the front desk so we could go straight back and avoid the germ-infested waiting room. Kendall then proceeded to lift her head off my shoulder and flash a big toothy grin at the nurse. Not quite what I had in mind.

But, being frequent flyers has its benefits, I suppose! No wait, and a private room, complete with warm blankets and peace and quiet made our sleepover less miserable. Our ER Dr. was great and so was our nurse.

Our orders were to touch base with the diabetic educator first thing today when sugars were off. So I just did that. We're pretty clear on what to do now. And Kendall already looks a thousand times better.

Endocrine stuff is so complicated. Sometimes the numbers just spin around in my head and it takes me a while to figure out the correct action. Sorting through that stuff when you haven't slept in 2 days is even harder. Thankfully our Diabetic Educators are the best!

Thanks for all your prayers...