This week was pretty eventful. So much so that I haven't been able to post much. This week Emily's brothers Joe, Matt and their families came and visited Emily and I. It was so great to see them and I know it boosted Emily's spirits to have some extra support so close. She even let me go golfing with Joe and Matt at the 9 hold course in Layton. Grandpa Wheeler was kind enough to let me borrow his clubs. We had a great time and I look forward to golfing with them in the future.
That same day I took Emily to the doctor for a lumbar puncture And some labs and she got a fever. Since her immune system is zero, she had to be admitted to the hospital. It was only a day early because they were going to give her a bigger dose of Rotuxin(which that part went just fine) but later found out that if she is admitted with a fever, they have to keep her in the hospital until immune system is back. So we are thinking earlier next week.
The next day her fever went away and Emily's Uncle Dave took me out for some Thai food and then took Joe, Matt and I to the shooting range to shoot his AR and some hand guns ranging from a 22 to a 45. It was way fun and s
Joe said that he could now cross shooting hand guns off his bucket list.
On Friday night Emily had a reaction to her antibiotics. Her body was completely red and raised and incredibly itchy. Turns out she may well be allergic to penicillin. They gave her tons of benadryl and hydrocortisone and that seemed to help the most. When you watch those survival shows and the people tap out on the first night because they are so itchy from mosquitos and you think, "It can't be that bad." I can tell just by seeing her that being in pain and being itchy are two completely different worlds of discomfort. And I think she would vote that she would rather be in pain that itchy.
Today (Saturday) her fever went down more and her itchiness for the most part went away but it left her really emotionally and mentally worn out. In some ways, today was one of the hardest days we have had. Juggling emotions of not feeling like we are being good parents, why is this happening now, when will this be over, why don't the doctors know more, does Jack think we are his parents even and if someone says, "it's going to be alright" one more time a chair is going through the window lol, it gets to be a bit much for the both of us.
But then we take a step back. We take a deep breath and gain some perspective it does end up being "alright". The doctors are smart. The Lord knows what He is doing and Jack knows exactly who we are.
It helps much having family so close. Emily's Aunt Shirla and Uncle Dave came and brought us a ton of cotton candy! It probably won't last the weekend lol.