The fact that I feel good enough to sit at this computer is cause for a hallelujah, Jesus! Hallelujah, Jesus!
Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU for praying! We’re having an anniversary to remember, that’s for sure and for certain.
Gabe got violently ill around 9pm last night. Nina was still throwing up, so she and I slept together in our bed while Gabe slept in hers. We girls all went to bed around 11pm after a Brady Bunch marathon. I was curled up in the fetal position on the floor for a couple episodes, then just moved upstairs.
Finally, FINALLY the relief of you know what. It. Was. Hideous. I sobbed with every heave. Oh, it was awful.
Why am I blogging about this? You have to know I’m not right in the head.
Anyway. I was up almost every single minute of the night with Nina. One more big nasty for me, but Nina threw up over and over and over and over.
By 6:00 am, I was scared to death she was going to die if we didn’t get her to the hospital, but Gabe and I were both too weak to even stand up. I cried and cried and called my mom and dad. They came as fast as they could (Lord, please, please, PLEASE in your infinite mercy and grace, spare them from this bug!). Dad took me and Nina to the ER. Mom stayed with the rest of the fam.
Long story short, she was only dehydrated 2%, still had lots of reserves, he gave her a Phenergan shot, and she hasn’t thrown up since. I, on the other hand, spent most of the three hours in the ER wanting to die and was green with envy when Nina dropped her drawers for some nausea relief.
Trying so hard to trust God with how much it will all cost and how we’ll ever get caught up on laundry and life.
My folks just left, my friend Kim dropped off some probiotics at my door, and we have plenty of Gatorade and popsicles. And Nina’s prescription was only $4.
This is the best I’ve felt, but everyone else’s pattern has been to have quite a few hours of respite before it rears its ugly head again.
Last night was one of the darkest of my life. This afternoon, I see light. Thank you, Jesus. Thank you, friends.
Happy Anniversary, Gabe! Wouldn’t want to do this sickness and health, richer or poorer thing with anyone else! I love you!