My 12 year old came down with some stomach flu symptoms last Sunday night. She was still sick Monday with more or less the same symptoms. I tried to get her to get up and take a shower but she said she couldn't. I have thought that my children are gifted dramatists so it really didn't concern me at that point. When she did take a shower Tuesday and started calling out "Daddy" is when the correct parental concern finally kicked in, unfortunately. She had pain in her lower abdomen which was asymmetric and suddenly the light went on. But we had delayed so long that her upper intestine was in spasms and her appendix had ruptured. For some reason the hospital didn't operate until Wednesday night. She will be there for about a week, they expect. She is on a morphine and an antibiotic drip. I can't help thinking that in an age not long ago we would have had once less child after a lingering, painful, feverish end.
And that is a trap of anxiety. What could have happened in other circumstances is one way to learn lessons from experience but it is not very helpful to make a stick out of it and beat yourself up. There are certainly lessons to be learned from the incident but the fact is in another day and time that her fate would likely have been sealed at the first sign of sickness.
Over all I am grateful for modern medicine and decent health insurance.
02 June 2007
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Thank God for modern medicine, yes! I'm glad we still have Lauren around with her special spirit. Mom/Grandma
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