So just as kindergarten graduation was happening and school was ending and Mom was ramping up for our fun filled summer, Iva got sick.
She had one evening on a Saturday before school ended where she actually threw up a couple of times and it seemed like your standard stomach bug. She was even very good about telling Mom that she was going to puke and would use the sink. Pretty impressive for a two year old. Most of the time in our little family these stomach things last only about 12 hours. Mom was even hopeful the next morning because Iva seemed fine and we actually got her dressed for church. Right about the time we were going to leave, she said her stomach hurt so Mom kept her home from sacrament meeting just in case. She had eaten breakfast and we didn't want it to be gross. Well she didn't puke and so she and Mom hopped up to the church for Primary. All seemed well except then Iva didn't want to stay in nursery and then it was obvious that she had no energy and just wanted to cling to Mom. So that afternoon she spent just kind of lying low and feeling down and then randomly complaining that her stomach hurt. Only she didn't just complain she sobbed and would roll around. It was kind of sad. Monday morning came and she seemed better, but after her nap at around noon she was MISERABLE. Almost screaming that her stomach hurt and her appetite was gone. She would eat in the morning and then just be a wreck after lunchtime. This went on Monday and Tuesday and Mom started to get kind of scared. Even Grandma and Aunt Angie and Aunt Becca were worried. She would cry about her back hurting and would clearly be in pain and couldn't find relief. It was so sad.
Tuesday, Mom scheduled an appointment with our awesome Dr. Clark. She was worried Iva might have a kidney infection or something. There was no fever, but something HAD to be up. Of course, Iva did not have to pee while at the doctor's office because she was dehydrated after not eating or drinking normally. So Mom came home from the office with stuff to catch urine and then take it to the lab. Dr. Clark even decided since they were going to the lab anyway that Iva should have labs drawn. AGH! A lab draw on a two year old. So sad. Mom had to teach a Power class that night and she really wanted the results back ASAP so she made Daddy take Iva to the lab. He was brave and so was Iva. She obviously cried as they tried to poke her little vein which was difficult (DEHYDRATION + WIGGLY KID + CUTE TODDLER ROLLS!) but she wasn't unreasonable. She even leaned down and kissed her own owie as Dad put her back in the van.
Results came in later that night. The good and bad news was that there was no sign of a urinary tract infection. Great! But why did she hurt?! The blood results showed she was fighting an infection, but everything else was great and normal. Mom was hopeful that we would round a corner, but then Wednesday and Thursday were almost WORSE. Mornings were great and afternoons/evenings were HORRENDOUS. It was so sad! Mom and Dad were pretty tense.
Thursday, Mom called and talked with Dr. Clark and just asked "when do we do more involved testing?" When is the breaking point? He said that if a week from Thursday, she wasn't showing any signs of improvement that we should do a CT scan, sooner if she got worse. Mom was kind of relieved that he wasn't nervous, but she was ready for Iva to just BE HER HAPPY SELF again. Iva would give us glimpses, mostly during the mornings.
This was opening day at the City Pool which was Thursday. She was so excited to swim and play and loved her new puddle jumper.
But then she was DONE and miserable and curled up like an orangutan trying to hide.
THANKFULLY after a surprise Memorial Weekend, she seemed to come around for good and her happy self started STAYING. It took a good ten days from the first time she puked to when she had mostly normal day. That kind of illness has never hit us before (except for annoying runny noses that NEVER go away.)
Pete gave her two separate priesthood blessings including a healing blessing. We are all so happy to have our bouncing crazy Iva back that for a whole week it was hard to be irritated by her energy.
