I woke up this morning feeling refreshed and got Qavah bathed and dressed. While I was getting ready for the day, Katy got up and offered to read our morning devotion. She started out fine and suddenly she couldn’t get her breath. She really struggled like the wind had been knocked out of her. She started to shake and I got her seated. I started praying, not knowing what I could do that would really help much. As I prayed I had a strong feeling that I needed to take her to the emergency room but this time I took her to a different hospital in our area. She was taken back to the triage area pretty quickly and labs were drawn. She told the ER doctor that she had been at another hospital for the past two weeks and felt terribly nauseated. She explained that her amylase and lipase levels got higher every day but she was told to go home, eat, and she would get better. She didn’t.
Her labs came back with her amylase and lipase levels having tripled since last Friday. She was admitted with the diagnosis of full blown pancreatitis and will be seeing all new doctors tomorrow. Their fresh insight is what is needed. While Katy tried at the other hospital to defend herself against the opinion that she had an eating disorder, her pancreatic problems worsened and I knew if I took her back to the same hospital she would have been seen by the same physician upon her admission. Tonight I left Katy in an unfamiliar place, further from home, but she is at peace. It seems that this is a new beginning somehow. We are praying continually for her. She is in a real battle for her health and it will just take one persistent doctor with a bulldog attitude to find the answer. We think we have found more than one at this new hospital. We pray God’s wisdom will fill their hearts and minds as they work with Katy tomorrow.
Paul has been able to set up a temporary office at home and is working from home to take care of Qavah. Today he brought Katy’s doll house out of storage and she played for hours while he worked. They had lunch together and Paul read to her. She is very easy going and is taking everything in stride. When I drove up in the driveway tonight she came out to greet me. Paul Burton was right behind her and I was greeted with hugs and kisses from both of them. I’m a blessed mom. Their love and respect during this time of Katy’s challenges is a gift. I’m so grateful that resentment doesn’t live here. We love Katy, and supporting her is a healing force in her life. As Qavah would say, “Love you sister Katy!”Comments: