It's been a rough week here. To protect the privacy of my children, I'm not going to give details or specifics of some of the issues we've been dealing with this week. I will ask though, that if anyone has a prayer to spare, we would be grateful. I have faith that things will work out exactly as they are supposed to work out, but as a mother I can't help but feel, oh honestly I don't even know how I feel!
Along with that, plus the church drama, but Thomas missing for a few minutes on Tuesday, we had a scary moment with him yesterday morning. When he got up, he just didn't seem "right". I asked him if he was sick and he replied, "I don't know." I asked another question and got the same response. I told him to go downstairs and we'd take his temp. He walked into our living room and curled up on the recliner. I couldn't get him to sit up or to open his eyes, but he did respond to every question I asked. Granted, most of his responses were, "I don't know." There was no high fever, but I was very concerned by his lethargy, especially when I realized he was also really clammy when I touched him. I called the school to report him absent, and the secretary asked what was happening (she likes to keep track of any bugs/illness trends that might be happening). I explained I wasn't really sure and she mentioned giving him something to drink to make sure he wasn't dehydrated. I hadn't really been concerned about dehydration, but got him some orange juice anyway...that kid LOVES his OJ! I had to kind of help him, but I insisted he drink the entire cup. As this was happening, I remembered dinner the night before. He literally ate one tiny bite of broccoli and two peach slices. That was it, because he was being difficult about dinner. I had told him that I wasn't going to force him to eat anything else, but that he was not to ask for any other snacks...his next meal was going to be breakfast. He was fine when he went to bed, but I suspect that yesterday's behavior was due to low blood sugar since he hadn't eaten hardly anything. When I work in the schools and have a diabetic in my class, the one thing they always tell me to look for when a child might be low is lethargy and clammy skin...the exact same symptoms I was dealing with in Thomas yesterday morning. By mid-morning, he clearly felt better and had another glass of OJ and two poptarts for breakfast. I'm so grateful that everything worked out okay, and while we'll certainly keep an eye out for anything more serious, I suspect he might have had a touch of a bug (Robert stayed home from school last Friday with a touch of something) and that, combined with the blood sugar, just didn't work out so well for him.
All-in-all, these little trials and tribulations have been just that, "little". Adding them up though, I've felt pretty emotionally drained most of the week!
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