Greetings From the Gilleys: Slime and IV's

December.....you're here! And that means non-stop events will be happening and weekly blogs will be written. I gotta keep up, but if you decide not to keep up with me I won't be offended. I promise :) Let's start out by posting the simple stuff. We made slime last week. Red and green for Christmas! We were snowed in and I needed a fun craft for the girls. It was a HIT! And super easy. Thank goodness for the person who invented this. She must have been a mom of toddlers!

December is one of the busiest months for everyone but it's extra busy for us because Piper has a birthday a week before Christmas. And THIS particular December is already insane and just gonna keep getting crazier! We just got back from Louisiana, we have Piper's birthday, Santa is bringing us a puppy (shhhh! the girls have no idea!), and then we go back to Louisiana for a wedding over New Year's. Lucy decided to add in some more craziness by landing herself in the ER. Not just once, but twice. Yep. She got a NASTY virus yesterday and her little body just couldn't kick it. Yesterday she threw up 13 times within 10 hours and her body had nothing left in it. She is only 31 lbs (she was 34 before this) and her little self just couldn't take it. She started to have labored breathing and couldn't open her eyes or speak. It was heartbreaking to see her so incredibly sick. She couldn't stand up, she couldn't communicate anything with me. She couldn't even keep a teaspoon of liquids down, so as soon as she started having trouble breathing I FREAKED out and raced her to the ER. She proceeded to throw up even more there, but after the Zofran kicked in, she stopped. She was poked in both arms and on her hand 6 times before they finally found her vein on the 7th. I can't tell you how sad this all was. I was bawling and I was trying to tell her happy things but she wasn't having any of it. She was held down by 2 doctors and myself and she was screaming at the top of her lungs and shaking. She didn't understand why she was getting poked and she didn't understand why I wasn't making them stop. Her pleas to "make them stop, Mommy!" crushed me. My heart was breaking. I have never seen anything so sad in my entire life. There is nothing more heart-wrenching as a mother than to see her child suffer. I've had really tough trials in my life and watching my daughter being held down in pain with sadness and confusion in her eyes is at the top of my list for the most painful things I may have ever felt. My heart broke into a million pieces.

After being hooked up to an IV for close to 4 hours and getting her blood sugar tested on 3 of her tiny fingers, she was cleared to go home. She woke up at 5:30 this morning perky as ever and we thought everything was fine. 5 hours later, she developed a fever of 103. After rotating doses of Ibuprofen and Tylenol and doing EVERYTHING we could think of to get even a drop of fluid in her, we were told by the doctor to bring her back. Her lips were cracked, her tongue was dry, her fever wasn't subsiding, and she refused to drink anything. She was hoarse and getting very lethargic again. This time Shawn wanted to bring her and it was so hard for me to stay behind and think of my baby hurting again, this time without me. Oh Lucy Lu.....you have Mommy so worried!

Shawn and her are currently in Plymouth right now at the Hospital and she's getting prepped for another IV. I'm home with Piper just checking my phone every 5 seconds for updates from Shawn. Poor Piper. I'm physically with her, but my heart and mind are with Lucy right now. I can't seem to think about anything else! In fact, I just realized I forgot to brush Piper's teeth! I just am sick with worry for Lu. I know she will be OK, but I want her home and I want her healthy. And I wish her veins weren't so hard to find :(