What Doesn't Kill me Makes me Stranger

I haven't been ignoring this blog... it's just been a tough week, D-wise. We are just getting over our first illness since Elise was diagnosed. Last Thursday morning, Elise was being very clingy and just wanted to be held. Even when I held her she would just wail. I checked everything D-related, and determined that wasn't it. So I sat with her on the sofa and we watched Planet Earth together. To my immense surprise, she fell asleep in my arms at 10:45 am! This is a child that hasn't taken a morning nap since she was about 10 months old!

I let her sleep, and when she woke up I checked her temp. It was 100.8. Sugar? A low-ish 95. Weird. On a hunch I checked for ketones. Large. Uh-oh. Not good. I knew that even non-D people can spill ketones when they are sick, so a call to the pedi was in order. But should I call her endo first, or her pedi? Meanwhile, Elise is shrieking in my arms.

To make a very loooong story short, the pedi fit us in within a hour of my call, and determined that it was a viral infection. What followed was 5 or 6 days of pure hell. Sick babies are hard, but D makes it even tougher. She didn't want to eat, her sugar was sky-high, she had large ketones, and one day her fever even hit 104. She would wake up sometimes 8 times a night because she was so congested she could hardly breathe.

But, we made it. She's not completely well yet, but you can tell she's getting there. I had been so scared of going through our first sickness, and it was every bit as hard as I thought it would be.

But now, at least I (somewhat) know what to expect.