Emily is home again. She's on two antibiotics to fight the H. Pylori bacteria and two meds to help fight the irritation in her stomach from the enteritis. A medical friend said, "Oh, that's an easy one to fix!" I hope she knows what she's talking about.
(I'm starting to feel well enough to be crabby.)
You know you've spent a fair amount of time in the hospital when everyone from housekeeping on up to the specialists starts telling you they hope they won't see you again except at Walmart.
The doctors are VERY hopeful that all this misery has been caused from h. pylori. It does tend to get worse under stress and the kiddo has certainly been under stress the last 2 1/2 months. There are a couple other minor(?) things that have popped up but we're not going to worry about them now.
So we're home. Mom has things running smoothly and has started on the extras. :)
(Little enough to fit in the sink, big enough to make a huge mess with the water)
Everyone is happy to heading back toward normal.
Well...mostly happy to be getting back to normal.
We'll settle in and pray that normal is right around the corner.
I can't say enough how grateful we are for prayer. So many have shown us so much love and care. I've had total strangers stop me to tell me they are praying for Emily, friends of my parents have called to ask how she's doing, I've had hugs from one med student and one housekeeper, notes, meals, offers of help. We are overwhelmed with reminders of God's love and care.
May God bless you as you have blessed us.