This was the scene earlier today. Ava had that episode we had been waiting for. She was trying to trick us at first as she woke up with sugar at 71, which isn't low enough to take her in, or even send her into what we call "an episode". After refusing her breakfast 5 minutes later I took her sugar again and it had dropped to 63. This was it. We had to go. The problem here is that my sons blood sugar was also low and we were trying to get it up as well. We got him stabilized and off we went.
Our prayer was that this was all going to go smoothly but how my faith was tried as I realized how fast her sugar was falling. I was shaking and God had placed on my heart a "defence" I guess He knew I was going to need it...... again.
Three weeks ago we had the blood orders in our hands. We went to the hospital and pre registered her. I had even gone to the lab and showed them the orders and told them that when I came in with this baby it would be an emergency and I would not have time to wait. They were very understanding and passed the word to everyone in the lab. Oh how much they ALL forgot in three weeks.
The game plan was, my husband was going to take care of getting that stupid bracelet while I rushed Ava to the lab.
In our hospital there is always an elderly woman to point you in the right direction and I didn't have time to catch the look on her face as I blew past her and admissions with that baby in my hands. I went to the lab and rang their little door bell. What happened next was UNBELIEVABLE!!! The same woman that I had confronted and caused a scene with when I brought Anna in for her testing. That same woman who told the others in the lab "when she comes in with a sick baby she is not to wait" This same woman said...."have a seat we will be with you in a moment" Oh my, the gate was opened and the "momma bear had been released" I said "I will not wait I have discussed this with you and I need labs run on her now!!" She then told me to "calm down I will get someone" Out came the next UNBELIEVABLE. This lab tech said "why are you so uneasy? you seem uneasy" (like I had time for a therapy session in the hallway!!) I said "her blood sugar is at 60 and dropping can we just get her blood drawn please" She (in no hurry) walked us to the E.R and what happened next was the most UNBELIEVABLE of all, as she looked at some nurses in the E.R and said, "I think you all need to find someone to calm her down." Oh I know she didn't just go there. There were many things going through my head right now, like my child could die here if her blood sugar gets too low, or you have no idea what we are going through right now.....or should I just say HOW DARE YOU!!! what I settled with was "I don't have time to explain to you right now why I am so upset, just get your little kit and get these labs done"
They struggled to find a vein. I tried to remain calm but God had placed a feeling in my heart of caution. I watched her and cried with her. I got down on my knees next to the bed and prayed for her. As a mother in that situation it is hard to find the words. But I prayed if our answer is in that blood than to please please guide their hands to that vain. I looked up and blood was poring in the tubes. They had found the vein.
What happened next was heartbreaking as my oldest daughter came in, Anna, who knows first hand how Ava feels. She sat on the bed next to Ava and rubbed her head and held her hand and didn't say a word. Ava was in a stare at this point, and just looked at Anna. My Jaden put himself into a corner and cried. He didn't know how else to deal with this. I soon got him to come over and talk to Ava as he rubbed her head and said "you okay"
After monitoring her sugar levels we saw they were getting too low for comfort but later realized, after talking to the doctor, that they were lower than our meter was showing. We decided enough was enough we brought her out of it. We didn't get the urine we needed but hope to get that with her next episode.
Later that same woman who tried to find someone to "restrain me" came in and humbled herself and asked forgiveness for the way she had acted. I later found out why. Ava's blood sugar had sank to 47 while they were doing the tests. I had no idea. But at that point she did. She knew how critical this had gotten. All was forgiven.
I came home and cried and wanted to ask "why?" Why us? Why them? But I didn't. I am not suppose to ask "why" So then I started to thank God. Thank you for getting us through. Thank you for giving me the fight I needed. Thank you for watching over this poor baby when she got more sick then we knew. Thank You for being there and thank You for what you are going to do with this mess we are in and how it will all glorify You someday........Thank You...............
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