Like all of us, sometimes getting up in the morning is hard. But we had a bit of a scare on Thursday before the holiday weekend when Lilly didn't want to get up at all. Limp and unresponsive. A trip to the pediatrician had her whisked away via ambulance to TCH (our yearly visit, so it seems). Needless to say, we canceled our trip to California and spent the next five days in the hospital.
Lilly was diagnosed with hypoglycemia--her blood sugar was 42 when she arrived at the hospital. Both of us were totally freaked out to see our little one passed out for the entire day on Thursday. A brief spell of cookies, juice and Thomas the Tank Engine was the only time I saw her animated. After the ER staff decided that her initial tests warranted further investigation, we were admitted to the observation room where they did further monitoring/testing and where I spent the night sleeping on a recliner. The next morning, we were greeted by the endocrinologist who let us know that Lilly was to be admitted for further testing.
By now, Lilly was up and moving around and was acting somewhat more like herself. After a delicious (hardly) lunch at the hospital, we were told that Lilly was to undergo a fasting test in order to "replicate" her low blood sugar condition. This also meant that we'd be moving to a new room (considerably more comfortable too) in the hospital. This test would require many blood glucose tests to monitor the drop, which by the end of the test (20 hours later) left poor Lilly with band-aids on every single finger of both hands. She looked like Frankenstein.
After her blood sugar got to the low point, what seemed like an army of nurses and I took her down the hall to have the blood tests done. Suffice it to say, it was the worst thing that I have ever had to experience as a mother.
No word yet on the test results, but the scariest of things were ruled out fairly quickly. All we know is that little ones can suffer from this if they didn't eat enough, getting sick, or it could be indicating a more serious condition. We'll find out more in the next week when we have our follow up appointment.
Lilly did have many visitors while cooped up which I am sure boosted her spirits.....it sure did for Mom and Dad! Thank you to all of our dear friends who brought goodies and smiles. While Lilly is fine now, we also were keenly aware that she was never the sickest kiddo on our floor at the hospital. It was heartbreaking and made me very sad-send good thoughts their way too.
This house is about 4 blocks south of us. 
Big tree across street with utility lines it took down.
Our driveway with fallen branches.
