Back in

I'm not really sure what to say.  For the past couple of days, Emma has been doing more and more retching.  And, like the lobster in the pot, I think we didn't really notice how bad it was getting over the weekend.  It was worst at night and night emotions and night decisions are never trust-worthy.

So when we called our primary pediatrician for an appointment this morning because we had been up with the Bear retching for most of the night, we were surprised when she told us to go to the ER.

I'm not sure if it's a bug or the pain medicine or what, but she's not tolerating food in either the G or the J.  She's not showing any other signs of illness, but retching on a brand-new Nissen is not okay.

So after many horrible, awful attempts, we finally have another IV in her leg.  I think the strategy for at least the next 12 hours is to let her gut rest.  We're waiting to see if she produces a stool sample that they can test for the usual suspects, also, but I really have no idea what's going on.

God does

But I don't

So we're back in the hospital again.