Worst Week Ever

Our week started out kind of rough.
Tuesday:Nana called me at work to meet her at the Urgent Care because Shag got hit in the head, by a golf club. Yes I said GOLF CLUB. It was an accident, but now Moose knows there is NO swinging a club when someone else is near you. So two staples in the head. Three hours later the kid wanted to put a bike helmet on and ride around like nothing happened. You and I would be on the couch for the rest of the day.
Wednesday: Shag vomits several times during the night- not projectile. So I was not thinking head injury.
Thursday: Shag and mom tired. But he is buzzing around by 10:00 am, full of energy. Bike ride after dinner.
Friday: Shag is not doing well. My two year old will not get off the couch, responds only to pain. (this is the kid who does not sit still for longer than a couple of minutes) The nurse hot line tells me to call 911. Panic sets in and I can not tell which way is up. At the local hospital he is cleared of a head injury, but still does not perk up after fluid boluses and lunch. The doctor wants to admit him at the Children's Hospital for further testing.
Friday Night: Shag is not allowed to eat and gets his finger pricked every one-two hours through the night into the next day. They are trying to let his blood sugar drop to dangerous low and than draw a bunch of blood and give him an emergency medicine to increase is blood sugar again.
Saturday: Shag's blood sugar dropped, but not to the dangerous level. Yeahhhhh.... So the specialist explains that he is diagnosed with a condition in which he does not have much of a fat storage. So therefore he can drop his blood sugar dangerously low.
Sunday: Shag is wrestling with his brothers like nothing ever happened.

What did mommy learn. That Shag needs to eat. Even if he refuses his dinner, our house rule of no bedtime snack needs to be bent for him. He can either have his dinner again, or something that is a long acting sugar. Yes, I am the mommy that put my two year old to bed without a snack because he did not eat his dinner. The good thing about his diagnosis is that he will grow out of it by school age and will not have any long term implications.


connie April 26, 2009 at 9:04 PM  

Oh, poor little guy and POOR MOM! I can only imagine what you felt like. I am sending many good thoughts for a much better week. I talked to your mom today and got the scoop... Hang in there.

gina April 26, 2009 at 9:41 PM  

So glad you know what it is so you can help him- sweet little guy! Such a cutie.

Funny thing - when I was about that same age, my brother whacked me in the head with a golf club - I have pictures of my head with the blood like you posted of Shag. Stitches and a scar that remains to this day....

hope YOU recover from your crazy week.

meg duerksen April 26, 2009 at 10:56 PM  

oh what a hard week!
it makes me tired just thinking about it.
you must be exhausted....but grateful.

glad he's okay.
anytime a mom hears 911 it makes us panic. i started to tear up when i read it!

here's to better week!

kanniduba April 27, 2009 at 4:26 AM  

My heart goes out to you! Thank God it turned out to be nothing serious!
Sending some prayers your way for a peaceful, healing week.

Jaimee April 27, 2009 at 7:13 AM  

Oh My Gosh!!! That is horrible! I cannot imagine how worried and stressed you've been this week!!

I'm soooo glad Shag is ok!

Stacy April 27, 2009 at 11:25 AM  

Oh my goodness, that is awful. Well, I guess it was a lesson learned, but a very hard one at that! I often do the no snack if you don't eat dinner, too. Would not have thought it to lead to something like that!

We've had to call 911 in the middle of the night, too. I know the's just awful. :(

ASHLEY ELDER April 27, 2009 at 1:32 PM  

Oh my goodness, glad to hear everything is alright!! Missed seeing you guys last week!!

Christina April 27, 2009 at 3:02 PM  

Oh. My. Goodness! I can't even imagine how stressed and worried you must have been. How awful to see your little one so sick. At least you know what's going on now. Wow. Hugs to you and your little man!

Kristina April 27, 2009 at 4:50 PM  

Wow, what a week. I am so sorry you had to go through all of that. I'm glad Shag is doing better. Hope this week goes better...hugs to you!

carissa... brown eyed fox April 27, 2009 at 7:24 PM  

oh gosh!!!!!
i am SO glad to hear he... everyone is okay!

what a truly HARD week!

thank you Lord!
hugs to you ALL!

carrie April 27, 2009 at 10:48 PM  

good grief! yes, i say that would definitely qualify as worst week ever!

i'm glad it is all going better now. this week HAS to be better!

Cara April 28, 2009 at 12:25 AM  

Oh my Lord, poor little guy. I am glad that he is doing better, how scary for all of you!!
Hugs to you and Shag!!!

PamperingBeki April 28, 2009 at 8:20 AM  

Ohmygoodness, this made my heart race just reading it.

I'm so glad he's doing better.

You are such a great mom!

One of my biggest fears is a golf club to the head.. It makes me queasy just thinking about it.

Jen April 28, 2009 at 12:51 PM  

How incredibly scary. I am glad he is doing better. We do no snacks before bed if no dinner is eaten too.

Amy April 29, 2009 at 3:41 PM  

Oh my goodness! I am so glad he is alright...that must have been very scary for you...I know I would have been scared...he looks as happy as can be! That is a beautiful picture of the two of you! What a cutie pie!!

Anonymous April 30, 2009 at 9:09 AM  

I am glad he is doing better, what a horrible week for all of you. I wish I could have been able to get to the hospital. You took beautiful pictures of such a scary time.

I love that little boy!

ps. also love the jammies ;)

Michelle April 30, 2009 at 1:20 PM  

Wowsa. That's scary!

LuLu May 6, 2009 at 3:59 PM  

I know I'm commenting late but so sorry to hear this story. I was so relieved to read that you are "all" well.

Dancing Queen May 13, 2009 at 11:10 AM  

after the scariness of the actress & her fatal fall, this would be terrifying!!

so, so glad it all turned out ok!

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