Many of our friends and family members have asked how in the world did all of this start? What were the warning signs? What told you that something was wrong? How was it discovered? So, I thought I would start at the beginning and lead you to now.
Rewind about a month and a half to the beginning of June 2015. Summer was kicking off like crazy! It was still nice outside, the weather was not too awful to be out in and we were just coasting along. Jake had "graduated" the 3rd grade and the very same day began work officially as a 4th grader! John Samuel was learning to run fast and loving being able to go outside and play with the chickens and ducks and just be a toddler. Gabriella was doing well too, we had started doing some Pre-School work with her. We had a letter, color, and shape of the week that we studied and did lots of fun things that involved each one. She was thriving and loving doing her "school work".
A few weeks later, she started not eating well and being VERY whiny all the time. She would just melt down at the drop of a hat and with no explanation! We had no idea what was causing her to do this so we just attributed it to a phase that she was going though. We figured it was a "threenanger" fit and thought no more of it. Then it got to where she was barely eating and was tired all the time. All she wanted to do was lie around on the couch and rest. She didn't want to play with her brothers nor did she want to play independently.
Then she started waking up in the middle of the night screaming and crying! We thought that she might be having "night terrors" or bad dreams. I googled night terrors and realized that was not what she was having because she would calm down after we comforted her. She would wake up some nights and come to get in the bed with David and I. She never did this except on a rare occasion. Most nights David would make her go back to her bed for fear of starting a bad habit that would be hard to break in the future.
Fever started next, and it came with a vengeance. She woke up one morning burning slap up! Her whole body felt like it was on fire! Of course I jumped up and raced to find the Motrin to hopefully get the fever under control. After several days of a fever and complaining that it hurt when she went "tee-tee" on the potty I called her Pediatrician's office to make an appointment. We got in the next day with a doctor that was not her regular pediatrician. I told her the symptoms that G was having and she wanted Gabriella to urinate in a cup so she could run a urinalysis. Well that was like trying to get water from a rock. At her 3 year old check-up in March she did just fine with "tee-tee"ing in a cup but with her feeling bad and not drinking very much it was torture. We went to the bathroom several times to try and she didn't have anything to let out. So, the doctor told us if we wanted to go walk around somewhere until she was ready to go to the bathroom we could. So, I loaded her up and we went to Target. She had never remember going here before and wasn't sure what to expect. I walked her down the $1 aisle and she was in Heaven!! =) So many things that caught her eye! Well, by the time we finished up the 4 aisles of dollar items it was time to check-out. And SHE HAD TO POTTY!!!! I hurried and hurried to the bathroom and thought what do I do with all this stuff that I just bought??! Well, I pushed that cart right into the bathroom and grabbed the cup and we went to the biggest stall. My germ-phobia kicked into high gear having to lean over this public bathroom toilet! YUCK! But she made some come out and I caught it in the cup!! WOOHOO!!! Now, I had to get the cup, our purchases, and her out of Target and into the van.
Once we got to the Pedi's office I gave them the specimen and they started running tests. Everything came back normal with just a little blood showing up in her urine. It was not enough to alarm the doctor so she started Gabriella on some Bactrim and said they would send her urine off to be cultured to find out if there was anything else going on. If it came back negative we could stop taking the antibotic. She also checked her ears, throat, eyes, lungs, chest, stomach, etc. She looked like a healthy little girl.
We went to the Pedi on a Thursday and by Monday morning they were calling us to tell us that the culture came back negative and we could stop taking the Bactrim. Her fever was only a low grade one at this point but she wasn't eating hardly anything and was sleeping at odd times throughout the whole day!
To be continued........
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