Postby Sammy Boy » Fri Mar 22, 2013 8:34 pm
Thank you for your prayers, I think she is on the mend!
During this time, I realised again that my faith in God was not strong when it needed to be.
At nights, because my girl was uncomfortable, and possibly traumatised by her visits to the clinic and hospital, she would cry and cry very loudly. On Wednesday night, because we had taken her to our local hospital, we didn't end up getting home until 12 midnight. She did not settle and go to bed until 3am.
I also saw God's hand during this time. For example, before we went to the local hospital I prayed that we would be able to see a doctor quickly and not wait for the whole night. When we got there at around 10pm, there were only two patients in the hospital, and she was seen within the hour.
However, by yesterday afternoon her fever had returned (after being gone since 5am in the morning), and noticed rashes over most of her body. We were concerned about this change so we took her to Westmead Children's Hospital. On the way there it was traffic jammed because it was peak hour after work, and yet I noticed the beauty of the sky and clouds - grey mixed with blue and white. Seeing that helped me remember God's love and his beautiful creation.
The doctor at the hospital there checked her and said it was probably a virus, but really wanted us to get a urine sample from her. We explained we had tried several times, but because of her illness she was reluctant to drink.
We tried water, milk, baby fruit juice - via bottle, spoon, or syringe - she would always only take a little. The doctor then explained because she was a girl, there was a possibility of urinary tract infection, hence they suggested if we could not get the urine, they may have to use a catheter. We didn't want to traumatise her further, but if we didn't do this, and she really had UTI, it would be very bad.
So we agreed to having the catheter used. While we were waiting for the nurse to be free to come see us for this, we prayed again that God would help us get her urine without the catheter. Gradually we soothed her, and she drank a bottle of milk. We then waited 20 minutes and opened her nappy. My wife kept her entertained while I waited with the urine sample jar. After five minutes, she gave three quick bursts and I was able to catch two with the jar.
Such a small thing, but it was probably the happiest thing that happened during the whole night. I gave this jar to the doctor and after checking it, they said it looks like a clean catch, and so far no sign of UTI. We won't know for sure until we get the lab results on Monday from our local doctor, but it was a big relief.
Last night she went to sleep easily, but woke up again at 2.30am suddenly and cried very loudly until 3am. We suspect she was having nightmares, probably related to her experience of being checked and prodded by doctors (she really hated it, whenever a doctor tried to check her she'd scream and cry very, very loudly for a long time).
There are still so many things I need to learn, and at times I felt God didn't care, but He reminds me in the small things I experienced.