We've been in the hospital six days and essentially nothing's happened except my kid got a really tricked out ambulance ride to transfer her on Saturday. I rushed her to the ER on Tuesday because she had been vomiting for few days and could no longer keep any ice chips down. We were promptly admitted and they've been treating her with anti-nausea medication and Benadryl while we wait to see what happens. Guess what? Nothing has except for Saturday when she vomited blood which won her a trip downtown to essentially sit here and do the same thing we were doing out south.
The body is a strange and fascinating creature. Once you start vomiting, you can't stop. Your tummy rejects everything and the only way to get it to stop is to keep trying. It's a vicious cycle. You can't keep any water down but they want you to take oral medications. So you do, and you puke. This in turn, makes you feel worse and you don't want to drink again for a while. God bless IV fluids to keep you hydrated. Still, eventually you have to jump back on the horse that threw you and try again. With the same results (this is the definition of insanity, correct?)
It's made even more insane by the fact that until last night, we were only treated with two medications that my teen takes all the time for migraines. Now, call me crazy, but I'm assuming that if you take medications weekly, your body probably is saying, “So what?” when you take them when your violently ill. When I finally convinced them to give her a new anti-nausea medication it worked, but it spiked her blood pressure. Since we'd not like to have a stroke (we tried that last year with excessively high blood pressure), we'll pass.
Our team of doctors stopped by this morning to tell us the plan. Today, they're going to consult GI (that was the plan on Saturday. Still killing time) and they want her to drink (interesting since yesterday they wanted her to eat. Maybe they're a little too optimistic). So basically, it's six days and we know nothing more than when we walked in the door: my kid can't stop vomiting. And, six hours later, we get a plan. They'll scope her on Wednesday.
I'd love to tell you that I'm not one big impatient bitch, but I've been super patient while we've waited for her stomach to rest. This is the longest hospital stay we've ever had. Even the stay when we were spitting up blood around the clock was less. I do realize that they can't let her go until she can eat or drink but given our history wasn't any of this concerning?
That is all.