This Crazy Life

So, we went to the hospital on Sunday.  They admitted her.  And kept her until Tuesday morning.  2 days of fluids.  A day of food.  And we’re on our merry way again.  I’m afraid I took her too soon.  Because of course now she feels not sick enough because they didn’t keep her very long.  But I’m happy I didn’t let her get too low that it’s that much harder to come up from.  And you know the fact that I didn’t let her die.  But she’s already not eating today or tomorrow to reset.  So, do you think she’ll eat on Thursday?  I have my doubts.  Do I take her back to the hospital once a week to make sure her body is still functioning?  The pediatrician doctor today, not from the ED team, came in today and was explaining to her why they check her heart rate and blood pressure both lying and standing.  It’s too see how much stress her heart is under.  And her heart is under stress because it’s only beating faster to get blood to her entire body when she stands up.  She must eat so her heart doesn’t stay stressed or get even more stressed.  Of course, this makes sense to you and me.  It would make sense to my other kids.  However, this disease is anything but logical or rational.  She’ll listen to what the doctor says but she’s not talking about her.  Her body isn’t broken.  Her body is happy without food.  Her heart is just fine.  She’s not going to die from not eating because her body doesn’t need calories.  It sustains itself on air I guess?!  So anyway, we’re home.  She’s not eating the rest of today or tomorrow to “reset” herself.  Whatever the hell that’s supposed to mean.  I will of course keep trying and keep offering food.  So, I guess we’ll be back, sooner rather than later.