Starving Toddler survives (and mommy too)

Paul kept her up late last night and fed her again before bedtime to try to get her to sleep a little longer in the morning and not be hungry.

She slept till 7:20, so it partially worked. She asked for water, but I was told she couldn't have it (which I didn't understand...why no water if it's just glucose testing??). We actually did great at distracting her all morning at home, even though I had plans to head straight to the park (in the cold) and then to TJ's to play with the dog and M if we really needed the distraction. (Thank you TJ for calling and checking in this morning and being there for moral support so early in the morning...and even almost starving your own kid in an effort to save mine , LOL).

We were able to make it to the doc's office at 9am for her 9:20 appt. A little early because we could use all the distractions.

And we got PLENTY of distractions from that which was a pediatric MADHOUSE. She at least made new friends and only asked to eat a few times before I asked the front desk at 10am how much longer they think it'd be before my FASTING TODDLER would be able to EAT? Turns out she CAN HAVE WATER (like we suspected) so she gulped that down!! At 10:30 we finally saw the doc. Got the blood prick, and blood sugar was 91, which is normal.

The entire time, being hungry, paci-needy, and tired, Anna sucked that paci right in the doc's face, which earned me a lecture on how she should only get it at night.

This I KNOW, I tell her! I SWEAR this just started with those teeth that are coming in. Like just a week ago. Before that, it was during sleep ONLY.

Dang it, I hate that. I am such a rule-follower. Zero credit for the previous paci progress we made. But ultimately I left thinking what I went in thinking: when the teeth are done, so will be the paci. Till then, spare us all the misery. Even though it is getting a little easier and easier to yank it from her the past 24 hours.

The doc did see that she is teething her top two FIRST year molars. Apparently the SECOND year molars came in on the top when the FIRST year molars came in on the bottom way back when. The tops are so hard to really get a look at. We just figured all 4 first year molars were now in. WRONG.

So right now she's filling the last gaps in her top teeth by getting her first year molars. OUCH.

the up side to this visit is that:
1) her ears are clear
2) her throat is clear
3) her blood sugar looks good
4) teething confirmed.

Thus, the paci needs and water needs are probably comforting techniques. Whatever works, my baby. At least we know you're healthy.

At the doc's office she finally got to eat. But she was too upset from the poking/prodding/finger pricking/starvation to settle and eat. I had to give her the paci first and sing to her. She started to eat, then got worked up again. I guess she didn't like that urine collection bag stuck to her girlie parts in her diaper the whole time. Poor baby had to wear it home with the goal of providing enough pee that the doc could do one last round of glucose checks. When we got home, a glorious BM ruined the collection bag so now I'm stuck with the responsibility of going by the pedi's office, re-sticking a new one sometime when she's not at school, and bringing the urine by the doc's office.

I guess I'll get to that at some point. At least it's not as bad as stool collection in an inverse diaper.

We got home from the pedi's office in time to miss the actual inauguration but got some highlights and news coverage.
AWESOME.

Now I had better go review my own lecture notes and make sure I can teach them adequately to a group of wide-eyed undergrads. Look out, Human Physiology!