09 Dec 2012 2 Comments
I don’t know if we need an exorcism or a shamanic ritual or what, but damn, I’m sick of the hospital.
Last Thursday, Isobel had an infusion of WinRho to try and get rid of this ITP she has. Thus far, she’s had two IV IG treatments, one course of Prednisone (which is SO much fun, let me tell you OMGWTFBBQ) and now the WinRho. Friday, they did a bone marrow biopsy to rule out all the scary stuff. We go back to the hematologist on Monday. I’m trying not to freak out.
Last night, O started throwing up. I didn’t think much of it since Charlotte had a stomach bug last week, too, just checked her blood sugars more often and turned her pump to 50% basal overnight. This morning, she threw up blood twice, so I called the pediatrician and now we’re at the ER. Because of all the issues going on with her – the mini-Hickman catheter for the antibiotic treatments as well as the type 1 diabetes, they may have to admit her.
I’m just fucking done with all of this bullshit that’s going on. I’ve spent $2,500 getting my car repaired, I’m barely working 30 hours a week because of all the time I’m having to spend at doctor’s appointments and at the hospital – frankly, I’m surprised they haven’t fired me yet, although maybe that’s not legal.
So, any suggestions on how I can get rid of this bad juju? I’m willing to consider just about anything at this point.
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