Luke and I are up most of the night with Jolene who can't sleep cause she's so stuffy and of course worried about Emmett. The kids on Sunday morning both look ok, a bit rough to start, but then perk up when it turns out to be a pretty sunny day and we all go outside for a bit. The kids hopped in the bed of Daddy's new truck and played while dad played too- checking out all the buttons, etc. After awhile, we headed back in(it's still cold ya know) and Jolene wants to watch a movie. Whatever. Sick kids get just about anything they want just so they are comfortable and not whining. Luke, Jolene and Emmett wind up falling asleep on the couch. A much needed little snooze. Then Emmett wakes up and is roasting. 103. and the ketones are back. and he is almost in tears saying he doesn't feel good. OK- call Grammy in for duty one more time to stay with Jolene cause we are taking Emmett to the ER. They put in an IV for fluids, took some labs and then we waited. The doctor came in and told us that he had an ear infection in the right ear, which is causing all of the diabetes issues. Whenever a diabetic is sick, their numbers are thrown way off. We were in the ER for about 4 hours total. While Emmett is finally starting to perk up, Mom thinks Jolene is getting worse. I had to stop at the pharmacy, again, to pick up an antibiotic for Emmett to start in the morning and then head home to possibly take Jolene to Urgent Care to see what is going on with her. I just happened to text Brandi while I was at the pharmacy and she informed me that Urgent Care had closed five minutes ago. Poor Joey. More Advil for her and pray tonight is not as bad as last and I'll take her in tomorrow after Emmett's follow up appointment with his doctor. While driving home I called Chrissy to whine. I knew who hadn't heard my woes yet and would be the best person to call. And she was...always is. Doctor Chrissy prescribed at least two glasses of wine for my troubles. For once I will follow doctors orders!
As I sit here in front of my space heater, just after reading Emmett night time books, sipping on my cocktail, it feels as if it was all a dream. Except that I am exhausted and drained and probably going to bed-once my cocktail is finished.