THANK GOD...

Thanks be to Holy God, she's fine.
She took a little ride in the ambulance from school
to St. V's the other day and scared at least
10 years off all of us.

Her poor folks work an hour away or more each
which leaves Aunt J on deck for things like this
and I didn't get the call right away SO
Miss Zo got to ride sans concerned family member
BUT that's okay because Mrs. Lawrence,
(she has a halo) who has a God-given gift
for calming and comforting others with her
sweet and gentle nature stuck to her
like glue and INSISTED that she wasn't
leaving Zoe not even to sit up front in the
cab, rode with her. WE LOVE HER!

We also love the school nurse, Jeannie and
Ms. Bach her teacher and Mr. Joe her principal
for making the right call to send her to the hospital
and for insisting along with Mrs. Lawrence that
she not ride alone in the back with the
unfamiliar but fabulous EMT guy. They were
BFF's by the time they arrived.

I got my GO call in a relatively short amount of time
and Gusser and I beat her to the hospital. I was
stuck for a couple of minutes behind a dang glass door
while she was wheeled in but could tell from sight that
she had perked up for them. Everyone else arrived
shortly after that (too shortly...thank God for
keeping all of us safe while we were panicked and
crazy and trying to get to her at the hospital).

We're learning that Zoe has some kind of unpredictable
blood-sugar issue (low) and occasionally she bottoms
out and presents like it is her heart which freaks us all out.
She shows some cyanosis and gets all clammy and is
despondent...nearly unresponsive really and FREAKS
everyone out. This time, the nurse gave her two boxes
of juice, nearly had to pump it in her, and she still didn't
perk up SO they called the ambulance. The nurse said
that she felt like she was watering a wilting flower.
I love that...Zoe is such a bright, shiny flower.

Anyhow, by the time we got to the hospital, her
blood sugar was back up and she was sleepy so
we're still trying to get an official diagnosis of
hypoglycemia. Her folks are following up, this week,
with the endocrinologist to talk about everything.
She also had a virus which decided to spew (literally)
out of her while we were at the
hospital waiting for labs and xrays to come back to
confirm it wasn't her heart. Vomit is so fun.

These little sugar "drops" do seem to happen
when she's coming down with something...unusual...
BUT that's always been Zo's medical MO. The
things that don't normally happen with anyone
else, will happen with her.

SO...that's our story for this week...

Thank you God for our Zoe...OH, and
Pastor Samme and Kelly Brown who
send the MOST, bestest, greatest, fun-est,
surprise get-well balloons EVER!