Julie has not been feeling well since Friday and last night was by far the worst of it. Around midnight Julie got up and rushed to the bathroom and stayed there for a little over two hours. She was rotating between throwing up and diarrhea and was not able to keep anything down. Lance finally made the decision that we were going to the emergency room and he knew Julie was sick because she didn't argue. The wait to get in wasn't bad (just about an hour even), but they kept us there for another three and half hours. The following is what Julie had to endure: many vials of blood being taken, a CT scan, and a catheter being inserted in her (that was by far Julie's favorite). The doctor finally gave us two things it could be. The first diagnosis is a little bit of the stomach bug which isn't a big deal. The second diagnosis was the beginning of an appendicitis. When they did the CT scan they couldn't get a real clear picture of her appendix which made them wonder if maybe that was the problem. Right now Julie is sleeping and on a completely liquid diet for the next 24 hours. If she catches a fever, continues to vomit, or if the stomach pain begins to move we are to hightail it back to the ER.
Last night was no fun, but I did find this part funny. Julie refers to Bobby as her therapy dog, but last night when she got sick Bobby just went to sleep in the bed and Maggie stayed right by Julie's side comforting her. Julie said and I quote, "When the going gets tough, Bobby gets going."
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