Sometimes you joke about significant dates in History and how you will always remember where you were like 9/11 when hubby and I were stuck in Vegas for 3 extra days. I could tell you all about the tiny hotel room and how I flipped on the tv to see replays on the first Tower being taken down. I can tell you in great detail all about the fun we had driving around in a rented convertible after we had to turn our regular rental in,etc. But I will save those details for another post someday.
Today I want to talk about an event that just happened. An event that all of my children will remember for the rest of their lives and why 12/13/14 will be a day we never forget. Eldest had been battling what we thought was the flu. Monday he felt pretty good. Tuesday we went to our homeschool Christmas roller skating party and he skated and had fun with some friends. Wednesday he kinda didn’t feel super good. Thursday he was too tired to do chores. Friday he stayed in bed after throwing up twice in the morning.
By Friday afternoon and evening he was able to eat and keep some food down. Saturday things got very unusual and that’s where our story gets very crazy. My husband stayed up checking on Eldest Friday night and into Saturday morning. When I woke up I found out Eldest had three sessions of puking very close together and that he was pretty miserable and weak. He did not have a fever. He did not have diarrhea. He did not complain of a headache or limb pain or anything super alarming to make us think anything other than a weird strain of flu. We kept him comfortable with super cold water and ice chips. He was a little shaky at one point when he was laying in the bathtub on a comforter. Still seemed like the typical shakes from being weak and cool from a flu.
Things dramatically changed as the day progressed. His breathing became short and quick. He mentioned his chest hurting which we attributed to throwing up and dry heaving earlier that day. We kept asking him if he’d wanted to go to the doctors or if his arms or legs hurt. He got weaker and weaker until he wasn’t able to respond to our questions about water or ice. We helped him to the bathroom and he was barely able to get there. He was helped up and faltered to the couch just outside the bathroom and just flopped over. That is when we knew this was beyond home care. My husband was very upset and tears were running down his face as I dialed 911. I explained that our son was conscious but non responsive and would like the EMT’s to check him out. I called the grandma’s while we waited for the response team to get here. I grabbed Lil’ Red and we went outside to meet the squad.
They came in and quickly accessed the situation and took his pulse. They said heading to the ER would be their recommendation but could not administer any meds since he wasn’t actively vomiting. We signed the waiver to refuse Ambulance transportation and the Firefighters offered to help load him into our van so we could transport him ourselves. I quickly turned off the lights around the house and made sure there were extra diapers in the diaper bag and out the door we went. The Firefighters helped hold the door and load him into the van. They left and off we headed about 7 miles to the hospital.
Hubby pulled up to the ER doors and grabbed a wheelchair. I got out and held the wheelchair while hubby lowered Eldest into it. I got in the van and parked. I got out of the van, grabbed the stroller, Lil’ Red, and diaper bag and went up to the ER. By the time that happened hubby and Eldest were already whisked back. THAT IS NEVER A GOOD SIGN!
The nurse at the desk acknowledged me and said she would take me back as soon as she finished the vitals of the person she had right in front of her. I told her that was fine. Just another couple of minutes and we were taken back to room 21. A large team had swarmed around him and they were taking his vitals and calling labs and getting warming blankets on him. We were asked how long he had Diabetes and we said we didn’t know he had Diabetes?!? His breathing presented as Ketatonic breathing which was from DKA and him developing diabetes. WHAT!?! We were completely dazed.
Our story is just getting started because there is so much more to tell this will be a 4 part post. Please come back tomorrow to read about how much more scary things got before they got a whole lot better.
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