Monday, 4 February 2013

Round 2

January, and now into early February, will go down as the sickest month for Dylan since diagnosis. For years, he has been the child that rarely got sick. He had a near-perfect attendance record at school, and got colds and flues much less often than his brother or sister. It was something I was constantly thankful for, because those rare times he did sick, he'd get VERY sick, usually requiring hospitalization with intravenous fluids to keep bg levels from plummeting. So the less illnesses, the better.

Well, we've gone full circle this season. After a week long achy feverish-coughing flu in mid-January, he returned to school for a few days, only to leave at recess last Tuesday vomiting. The stomach flu had arrived.  More vomiting that day, followed by no appetite, and moderate stomach pain for 2 days. By Friday, he felt up to returning to school, and then (remember, hindsight is 20/20) proceeded to have a very active weekend. Friday night he attended the Vancouver Canucks game with his dad (eating stadium chicken fingers and mini-donuts for dinner), then Saturday he played in a 70 minute soccer game, followed by a 90 minute performance class (singing). Immediately after the class we raced home so that he could don his snow gear and go tubing with a dozen of his classmates (followed by hot chocolate and popcorn). Sunday morning he lounged around the house, and walked up to a friend's house, before they went swimming for 2 1/2 hours in the afternoon.

I tried to balance out the day with a healthy Paleo dinner consisting of wild salmon pan-fried and served over an avocado remoulade, along with mashed sweet potatoes, and steamed vegetables, but I think the damage was done. He simply did too much too soon. When I woke up at 7:00 am this morning I had the nagging feeling that something wasn't right with him, and went to wake him up.

"How are you feeling this morning Dyl," I asked, expecting a response related to his stomach.

"Low," he replied.

Surprised, because he never wakes up low in the morning, I grabbed the kit and did a quick check while he was still in bed. 2.7 mmol/l (48.6 mg/dl)!! After 4 dex tabs and a 15 minute wait, he was up to 6.0 mmol/l (108 mg/dl) and complaining about how much his stomach hurt. So here we are again, home from school nursing a persistent stomach ache.

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