Short lived

It seems that whenever I think we were just given a lucky break, it is short lived.

Shelbie's transfusion went so well on Thursday, so amazingly well.  I thought the rest of the weekend would be smooth sailing.  Friday was good and early Saturday was good but then the headache and nausea hit all at once.  Not only that, but she had her knee completely give out Saturday night for no apparent reason.  I ran her over to the Urgent Care and he thinks she has a torn meniscus and something wrong with her ACL.

She has been having knee problems for nearly a year but since I was trying to pretend that more problems didn't exist, I haven't done anything about it.  Well, looks like we will need to have an MRI and stuff.

This morning, I had to rush Shelbie to the ER.  She couldn't move with pain and pressure in her head and neck.  Aseptic Meningitis finally set in.  She had called me three times at church but I didn't hear the first few rings/vibrations.  Then Sam started calling and as soon as I could get out, I called them back.  She was so sick.  I rushed home to find Sam and her Step Sister there ready to take her to the hospital since they couldn't get a hold of me.  I felt so bad.

We got there and the nurse must have thought Sam and I were just some friends because she was not nice. She wouldn't even let me talk.  After about 10 minutes, she said, "And who are you?"
"I am her mom."  From there, everything turned around.  I think it also helped that the other nurses were asking me about Spencer and other things they knew about our family.  The doctor on shift had handled this for Shelbie before so things moved along to get her some relief. After 3.5 hours, 2 liters of IV fluids, Toradol, Benedryl, Compazine and Morphine, I brought her home to sleep it off.

The headache came back tonight but I loaded her back up with stuff...and she is doing better, the worst is over.  Hooray!

I don't get it, I am always being mistaken for her friend!  I realize we don't exactly look alike, she takes after her dad's side of the family but I also don't look like a 20 year old!  Seriously, they can't see the wrinkles, the bags under my eyes, the arthritic hands and humped back whale back?  Aye!  Oh well.  Anyways, I guess if I were a nurse, I wouldn't be too thrilled that a patient brought a bunch of friends, aka Sam and I.  Ha ha... such is life.

For a Thanksgiving week, we have a lot going on in the way of medical stuff.  Up next, Sam's biopsy.



  1. oh poor Shelbie! My brother tore both is ACL and shredded his meniscus-was not fun for him. I hope her's isn't too bad or just a baldy pulled muscle drs can be wrong right, and no surgery is needed. you do look young!! Remember when I told you Chloe thought you guys were sisters? she was surprised when I told her you were the mom. =)


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