It did... On Thursday night Ally was up all night throwing up. My mom was just to the point she couldn't handle it anymore so Ally, my mom, and I headed up to Boston Children's Hospital. So many people had told us they are the best up there, and they truly were. We literally walked in the door, gave her information, were walked back to a room, and had a doctor talking to us immediately. He ran the tests they keep running just to confirm them for himself he heart and lungs were ok. We were told the test Ally took to show she has Lyme's disease has a lot of false positives so she took a more accurate one, but the doctor was pretty sure that is what she has. He said the medicine she was on is the best that there is, and that it would take a while for her to get better. I asked him to explain "a while"... he said if we didn't see any changes in her in about 2-3 weeks that it would be totally normal!!! At this point we were willing to accept that she had Lyme's disease and it does take a while, but we needed an answer to the pain so our family can survive the next month or so. The doctor said he was going to set up a pain management program for her. He started off with tylonel and motrin in her IV which truly didn't even touch her. After that they tried more of the oxycodone mixed with an opiate type pain medicine that should have made a drastic change in her. Within about twenty minutes she was pretty relaxed, groggy, and we thought we might have found a solution to get through these tough times. The doctor went to go write out her prescriptions, and in the mean time Ally went right back down hill. When he came back in I asked what we were suppose to do with her until tomorrow night and for our two hour drive home since she had already had her medicine for the next twenty four hour period and she was already back in pain. He seemed pretty shocked that the pain medicine wore off so quickly. He at that point said he was not comforable sending her home in so much pain and admitted her. As much as none of us wanted our sister or daughter in the hopsital we all knew she needed to be there. I headed home since it was almost 12:30 in the morning at this point. I had a sandwich that night that just wasn't sitting well with me, and I was annoyed by how awful I was feeling when I knew Ally and my mom needed me. About half way home my mom called saying that Hailey was throwing up at home. My dad was taking care of her, and I told him I'd come over once I got home to take over. Unfortunately by the time I got home I was throwing up myself. We both had been all night. It really started to feel like a night mare when I checked my phone and had a text from my mom saying she had just thrown up at the hospital and felt awful. I then went upstairs to get Ryder a bottle (Mommy duties don't stop even when you feel like your dying) and saw Derrik's brother Tommy, who is visiting for the weekend, was already up. I told him he was up awfully early, and he told me he had been up all night throwing up! Truly a nightmare at this point. To top it all off, Derrik has been planning a pitching and catching clinic with some of he local students for about a month now. Of course the clinic was today! My dad was suppose to be making the two hour trek up to Boston, but I told him he couldn't leave me with the baby because I couldn't stop throwing up and felt like I was going to pass out. We had to make a phone call to my aunt and uncle to go up to Boston to get them, and we're all trying to keep some food down now.
Ally throughout the night was given morphine which didn't even touch the pain, and apparently made he feel pretty awful. My dad told me they brought in a pain management specialist to help take care of her, but he said whatever they did didn't help much. Now they are on there way home with pretty much the same answers as before. We know we will all be better soon, but just wish Ally was in the same boat we were. Please keep her in your prayers the next month or so.
Thank you to everyone for all your prayers and well wishes over the past few days, thank you to Patty for sitting with us in the E.R. last night, and thank you Auntie and Uncle Sean for picking up mom and Ally.
Love Always,
Danielle
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