With my foot infection, Tim's fungus toes, and Isaiah's possible tick related disease, we were thinking this could be turning into a less than relaxing vacation. We were wrong - with the development of a severe sore throat for Tim and a unrelenting fever for Isabella it quickly became a not-relaxing-at-all vacation.
We had planned to come home on Friday but we were up all night with a Bella who was miserable. We thought "aha" maybe Isaiah actually had a virus and now Isabella has it so we'll wait it out a day, see how she does, and head home on Saturday. Or not. Despite round the clock Motrin and Tylenol her fever never broke and in fact rarely dipped below 103. Friday was another excruciating night. Saturday morning we made another trip to the urgent care facility. We left with a diagnosis of ear infection and a supply of ear drops and amoxi. But because of the weirdness of her muscle aches, the doctor suggested we hit the ER if she didn't show improvement in 24 hours. We were just hoping to be back in the state of North Carolina within 24 hours.
We headed out Sunday morning and drove seven hours straight to Wake Med North ER. We arrived around 4pm and were discharged a few minutes before midnight. The Pribyl family blessed us by picking up the three older kiddos and letting them overnight. And Pastor Rich and Deb came and spent the last wee hours with us at the hospital. Thanks to all of you who prayed, called, emailed, etc.! So, after eight hours, one IV, two IV attempts, a spinal tap, and a follow up with our regular doctor it turns out that Isabella has an ear infection. sigh. Heavy, tired, sigh.
We are exhausted. Beyond actually. And we don't really get it -the "why the heck is all of this happening?" part. We've considered spiritual warfare but to be honest, we aren't that big of a threat. I mean, we are so capable of screwing up, botching up, and completely blowing things all by ourselves that it would be a big waste of Satan's time and resources to give us this kind of attention. Fortunately, if it's warfare or just dumb luck, God is the same. And if He thinks we can handle it, He must plan on getting us through.