Tiny Pantry

Katie Wynn got the cutest little shopping cart for Christmas from her Mimi and Poppy.  It's like a real deal metal shopping cart, not a plastic hot pink one or anything like that.  I seriously love it.  To go with it, her Mimi also gave her a boat load of groceries, because really, what's a shopping cart without some groceries to go in it?  The only problem was that the groceries were taking over our kitchen!  Even when I straightened them and lined them up by height (OCD, maybe?), our kitchen never felt picked up with them in there.

Enter a tiny pantry.  I found this plan from Ana White's website (she calls it a fridge, I'm calling it a pantry) and sent it to my Dad so he could get excited about our next woodshop project!

We managed to use all scraps to put it together and made it using all of Ana's dimensions.  It wasn't hard to build at all, but ours is definitely wonky in several places since we used less-than-ideal materials.  It's perfect for Katie Wynn, though!

I decided to paint the back wall pink approximately 4 days before finding out that we have a boy on the way.  Should've just left it all white, but oh well.  (Sorry for the craptastic iphone photos.  I was snapping them in a hurry before KW got her hands on it.)

As we built it, I kept thinking that it looked really tiny.  But after getting it home on Saturday and filling it up with all of her groceries, I saw that it's the perfect size!  It fits perfectly on this tiny wall in our kitchen and holds all of her food with some wiggle room to spare. 

She loved seeing all of her groceries in it, and especially loves getting to open and close the doors!

I decided to do a little shopping of my own and found the cutest little girl to cram into my shopping cart!  Don't you agree?  :)

I'm glad she likes the pantry we whipped up for her, but I'm especially glad to have a place to store all those groceries now!  Don't tell her, but Santa Claus is already scheming up plans to make the matching kitchen stove and sink to go with it for Christmas next year...

Gender Reveal!

Lemme just start by saying this: "mother's intuition" is a load of crap.

With that said, lemme tell you about our day last Wednesday!

Matt met me at the doctor's office for my 10:45 appointment.  They had already called me back for my ultrasound but when I said he wasn't here yet, they were nice enough to wait for a few minutes.  This was the second time he was late for the big ultrasound!

Our ultrasound tech was AWESOME.  She was so incredibly nice and chatted with us and pointed out every little thing on the screen.  It's a good thing she was there and could tell what she was looking at because I had no idea.  At one point, I thought we were looking at ribs and then she told me it was the nose and lips.  Oh.  Right.  Nose and lips.  Got it.  The best news of the day is that our little baby is as healthy as can be.  There were four chambers in the heart, two kidneys and lungs, no cleft pallet, ten fingers and ten toes, and everything else they look for.  

We also found out that this baby is playing footsie with my bladder, which totally explains why I had to use the bathroom three times during my hour visit.

Like last time, I had made a card for the tech to fill out indicating what the baby's gender is.  I wanted to be surprised.  Matt really wanted to look at the screen.  So when the time came for her to look at the revealing area, I turned my head while he watched.  He was under strict orders to make no facial expressions or ask confirmation or say anything.  Luckily, when the tech said she already knew, he still hadn't really seen anything.  Amateur.  

We left the appointment and went straight to a restaurant where my parents and brother were waiting for us.  I think they were slightly disappointed to find out that we didn't even know yet!  We made it through our lunch and then the time finally came.

I handed our telling envelope over to our waiter, Jeffrey, and chose one dessert for each gender.  If the envelope said boy, he was to bring us chocolate cheesecake, and if it said girl, it was vanilla creme brulee. 

Jeffrey was such a good sport for playing along with us.  I made sure no one at the table was peeking and watching for him to walk through the restaurant.  Luckily, he snuck up from around the corner and asked if we were ready.  By that time, we had skyped in Matt's parents so we held up our phones and told him we were ready.

Chocolate cheesecake it is!

I am officially oh for two on guessing what's in my belly.  How could I possibly be so incredibly wrong?!  I won't lie, I was initially disappointed because I had convinced myself I was gonna be a girl mom and had already started thinking about how two sisters would be very best friends.  It didn't help that I also really wanted to eat some creme brulee.

It's funny because I was also initially disappointed when I found out KW was a girl, and now I can't imagine her not being a little girl.  After having a few days to digest the news, I am beginning to get really excited about having a little boy!

Speaking of our little boy, here he is!  Isn't that a sweet little profile?

Looks like we have a little thumb sucker on our hands.

And I just love this one.  How precious is that foot print?!  And that's his little hand trying to grab it.  Silly boy.

The rest of the day went a little downhill from there.  Mom and I left lunch to go run errands (and didn't even buy a single boy item - shocker!) and ended up stranded with a flat tire.  Super shout-out to my dad who showed up in his suit to rescue us and put on the spare in the FREEZING cold.

Back at home that evening (after putting the still-hates-daycare kid to bed), I attempted to make cake pops as a gender reveal for my coworkers the next day.  The plan was to have both pink and blue pops on the outside, but the cake on the inside would reveal the gender with its color.  The reality is that it was a complete disaster.  I really don't know what went wrong, except that I bought an off-brand for the outer pink and blue coats so maybe that was the problem?  Whatever it was, I only ended up with four decent cake pops!  The others were a wreck!

Needless to say, I went to bed very frustrated knowing that I wouldn't have enough cake pops to share with everyone.  

Saturday night we had some friends over for dinner and we were excited to share the news with them too.  They all either already have a boy or expecting one, so we are glad to be adding another one to the play group! To reveal the news, we filled a balloon with balloon confetti and popped it after everyone had arrived.  I didn't get a picture of it, but I did get a cute picture of the four matching kids!

Katie Wynn loved having so many playmates at her house!  Hopefully that means she's ready to have a full-time boy playmate living with her.  Something tells me she's gonna get very bossy...

Pregnancy, Round Two

Everything they say about the second pregnancy is true.  How is that I'm already halfway through with this pregnancy and just now writing a real post about it?  And let's not even talk about the weekly pictures I took while pregnant with Katie Wynn.  I haven't taken a single one this go-round!  (Even though I had really good intentions to...I just haven't gotten started yet.)  I guess the into-everything toddler and super sick (but now recovering!) dog have kept me a little busy.

I looked back through my old pregnancy posts and it looks like I wrote a Preggo update at 14 weeks and another one at 23 weeks.  I'm right at 20 weeks now so I don't have anything to use for a good apples-to-apples comparison.

• At my last dr's appointment, the baby's heartbeat was 145.  That was 4 weeks ago, though.  I go back for another checkup tomorrow morning.
• Speaking of tomorrow's appointment, we'll have our big ultrasound and find out the gender!!  How could it possibly be time for that already?  The string test we did said boy.  The drano test we did was somewhat inconclusive, but I think it was closer to boy? However, the Chinese calendar and most old wives tales point to girl, so who the heck knows?!
• Anna has dubbed this new baby "Frederick."  She says she doesn't care what the gender is, she is going to continue calling him/her by that name.  And she plans to teach Katie Wynn to do the same.
• Katie Wynn is completely clueless about what's going on, but she does seem interested in lifting my shirt to see my belly so maybe she notices that it's growing?
• As far as how I feel this time compared to last time, I think it's been pretty much the same.  Not a lot of nausea which is good.  My face has broken out again just like last time, and I've had some bad bouts of restless legs again.  I have experienced a little bit of bloating and heartburn this time which I did not before, so who knows what that mean.  And, just like Katie Wynn, this baby is riding low.
• Within the last week, I have started feeling kicks.  I guess I totally missed the flutters this time around because I never felt any of those!
• I have craved nothing and everything.  There is not just one thing that I have craved repeatedly, but if I hear about or see a picture of anything, then I'll crave it til I can eat it and then move on to the next thing.  Unfortunately, I have probably had more caffeine during the past 20 weeks than I had in the last 2 years.  I've gotta get that under control.
• I am thrilled that we are not house hunting or car shopping this go-round.  Matt thinks it's time to upgrade to a minivan, but I'm holding out.  My current car will work just fine.
• We plan on doing a separate nursery for this baby, even if it's another girl.  We happen to have an extra room in our house, though it's more of an office than a bedroom.  It's off the front entryway and has double French doors and no closet, but I think with a little imagination we'll be able to turn it into something suitable for a new baby.  Thankfully, we haven't really even been using the room except to throw junk in and for me to sew in, so it will work out well.
• Eventually, we might let KW and this new baby share her room, assuming it's another girl, since the bathroom is off her room.  When Anna and Wyatt are both in college, the two younger kids will be in first grade and kindergarten, so that's probably when we'll let them move upstairs into the big kids' rooms.

Am I leaving anything out that you might want to know?  I can't think of anything else.  Stay tuned for a gender announcement soon...I'll try not to wait too long to post it!

An Update

Let me just cut to the chase: Lolli's home!  And we are very, very thrilled!  

Ok, now I'll back up to where I left off Saturday night.  

I woke up early-ish Sunday morning and immediately called the animal hospital to check on Lolli.  Her stats were continuing to improve but she still had zero interest in eating any food.  The person I spoke to on the phone encouraged me to bring any special food she liked with us when we came to visit.

We weren't able to make it over there until after church, so it was about 1:00 when we arrived.  Unfortunately, we had to wait in the waiting room for a little while.  Fortunately, there were plenty of pamphlets for us to read.

Eventually they called us back and we got to hang out in a private room with our sweet girl.  She was so excited, she immediately squatted down and let out a bucket of tee-tee.  :)  Actually, that was probably from all the fluid she's been getting.  

We brought with us a baggie of her dog food and some dog treats, but just in case those didn't work, we also had a slice of cheese and a baggie of Katie Wynn's cheerios. 

It was really strange because she was SO excited to see the food but after the first bite, she just wouldn't eat any of it.  She would occasionally lick it in my hand but never actually pick it up to eat.  We were really bummed out.

After about a thirty minute visit, we could tell Lolli was getting really tired.  Plus, our toddler was getting antsy in the room.  She can only rearrange the two chairs so many times, you know?

We watched her get loaded back into her cage with her heating pad and gave kisses and waved bye-bye.  The tech said she laid her head on the side of the wall as if she was sad when we walked away.  Talk about heartbreaking!  

As we left, we hoped for her stats to continue to improve and for her to gain an appetite.  We didn't want her to have to stay on the IV much longer.

The emergency animal hospital that we were at is only open when normal vets' offices are closed.  That means they closed at 8am Monday morning and Lolli had to be picked up no later than 7:30.  In an attempt to get everyone to daycare/work on time, Matt was up early this morning and out the door by 5:30 to go pick her up.  He really is the best daddy, even to our fur baby.

He arrived back home shortly before seven, just as I received a text from Sarah, our vet tech.  She wanted to remind us that the hospital should have a blood sample to send home with us and not to let them forget.  We immediately checked the bag they gave Matt and sure enough, there was no blood sample included.  So frustrating!  This blood sample was taken before the meds were started and would act as a baseline to compare for the Addison's disease test.  And since they closed at 8, we didn't have much more time.

Matt was loading Katie Wynn up to take to daycare and we formed a plan.  He would swing back by the hospital to get the blood sample and go to work; I would finish getting ready, take Lolli to vet, drive out to his work to get blood sample, take it back to our vet's office, and then finally go to work.  Not the way we wanted to start our Monday morning, but it would work.

I had the foresight to call the hospital to let them know he would be coming back for the blood sample.  After being put on hold for a few minutes, the girl came back on the line to tell me she had checked all the refrigerators but the blood sample must've been discarded.  Seriously!??!

We got a lucky break.  They hadn't actually given her the steroid yet that would alter her bloodwork, so the test could still be performed.  Thank goodness!

During the hour-ish that Lolli was home between the hospital and the vet, we set up a blanket and heating pad for her in a chair.  I noticed she wasn't in the chair and looked over to find her in her normal spot: on top of our throw pillows.  She looked at me as if to say, "Seriously, woman.  Have you already forgotten where I lay?"  I slid the heating pad in behind her and said a tiny little prayer that her IV port wouldn't drip blood all over everything.

I dropped her back off at our vet's office on my way in to work.  They were all thrilled to see how much perkier she was!  Even the ladies at the front desk could tell she was feeling a lot better.  The plan for the day was to do the Addison's test, give her her first shot for it, and hopefully get her to eat.

Around 1:00, I texted Sarah for an update.  She said Lolli had eaten some baby food chicken and also some real chicken.  Yay!  They were trying to go easy on her little stomach and didn't give her much, but considering she hadn't eaten anything since last Tuesday, that was huge improvement!

When I arrived this afternoon to pick her up, they had her IV taken out.  They said by that afternoon, there was no more tearing the chicken into little pieces, that she was stealing it from their hands!  They also said that she had growled and barked at a few dogs that had passed by, so she must've really been feeling more like her old self!  

At home, we were greeted by a happy dad and an excited little girl!  There was lots of gentle petting and exchanging of kisses.  :)

Lolli has already run circles around the house and gone outside to use the bathroom.  She sat under the highchair during dinner and ate a slice and half of cheese.  While she is still not back to 100%, she is MUCH better than she was on Saturday and we could not be happier.  We still don't have the official results from the Addison's test back yet, but that will come in the next day or two.  We have some medicines to continue giving her right now while she builds up her strength and gets used to eating again, but hopefully we'll get to where she just needs the monthly shot and no daily meds.

THANK YOU to everyone who has asked about and prayed for her.  We are indebted to so many people who have helped her get better in any way over the last week! 

What. A. Week.

Sunday evening we picked up the weekend's toys and straightened the house to prepare for a busy week.  After two short work weeks due to the holidays, we knew it'd feel like a long week.  On top of that, Katie Wynn was starting daycare for the first time which we knew would take some adjustments.  We went to bed early feeling prepared and ready for the week.  Little did we know just how stressful this week would turn out to be...

Monday

• Up early, Matt is dressed and gets Katie Wynn ready to leave.  His front driver's side tire is low and needs airing up.
• Katie bug is excited about her new backpack but doesn't know where she's going.

• Katie Wynn bawls and screams at daycare drop off.
• I hurry to get ready in time to drop Lolli off at the groomer's before work.  My hair dryer starts smoking mid-blowout.
• Lolli is dropped off at groomer with a request to clean up her matted fur but not to completely shave her if not necessary.
• After work, Matt picks up Lolli.  All of her fur has been shaved off on the coldest day of the year.
• Katie Wynn bursts into tears when I arrive to pick her up.  She has not eaten a single thing all day.
• I leave Matt with a fussy baby to go have dinner with friends.  Enjoy dinner, but am so uncomfortable from pregnancy indigestion that I stop at a gas station for medicine on the way home.
• Climb into bed, thankful to have made it through the day.

Tuesday

• Katie Wynn breaks down again at daycare drop off.
• Matt drops his car off for scheduled service.  After waiting for 40 minutes, he finally receives a loaner car and can head in late to work.
• Hear from a friend after dropping off her child that KW's tears had stopped and that she was eating her breakfast.  Feel relieved.
• At work, realize that I need to come in the next day (my normally scheduled day off) in order to meet a deadline.
• Matt's car is not ready to be picked up.  He heads home in the loaner.
• Katie bug cries again when I pick her up but her daily report says she ate both breakfast and lunch.  
• Due to no afternoon nap, we still have a very tired, fussy baby on her hands.  While Matt cooks dinner, I entertain her with selfies on my phone.

• After our selfie session, my little mama runs to her room to get supplies to change Baby Doll's diaper.  Within moments, she has opened the butt paste and smeared it all over her face and in her hair.

• Despite the car service frustrations, fussiness, and butt paste incident, we call Tuesday a good day.

Wednesday

• Matt is up early again.  Because the loaner car doesn't have a car seat, he takes my car to drop of Katie Wynn and then has to drive back home to switch cars.  He is running late to work.
• While getting ready for work, I realize that Lolli has not been outside yet.  I pick her up from her bed and notice that something is not right.  She is limp in my arms.  I put her down and instead of standing up, she flops over.  I cannot get her up to her feet.
• Panicked, I throw on clothes and head to the vet.  Send text to coworker that I will be late to work.
• Lolli lets me cradle her like a baby - something she usually hates - and lays her head on my chest to rest.  She is lethargic.  I start to have flashbacks of Minnie's last days almost exactly three years ago.

• The vet can immediately tell that something is very wrong.  I leave her with him for bloodwork and x-rays and drive to work, forcing myself not to think of the worst.
• I have a very busy work day.  
• Mid-morning, I hear from the vet.  Lolli's glucose levels have bottomed out, she is dehydrated, and her body temp is dangerously low.  She is too dehydrated for an IV, so he has given her medicine rectally and has her laying on a heating pad with hot water bottles to bring up her temp.  She will need to stay overnight.  I beat myself up for having her shaved when it's so cold outside.
• Matt's car is still not ready to be picked up.
• I work late to meet my deadlines and so I don't have to come in the next day.  My mom picks Katie Wynn up since Matt will also be late getting home.  KW did not eat at daycare.
• Matt has dinner with the big kids so Katie bug and I eat over at my parents.  She scarfs down some cheese tortellinis and we discover that she's a big fan of cucumbers.  
• We are late getting home and don't get Lil Bit in the bath tub until well after bedtime.  She is cranky but finally dozes off to sleep.
• We call it a night.  It is weird without Lolli in the house.

Thursday

• Katie Wynn is exhausted from three days at daycare and sleeps past 8.  I force myself to get moving but despite my best efforts, don't get us out the door until nearly ten.
• Thanks to poor planning on my part, we arrive at daycare right at nap time.  Katie Wynn wails as I leave her.
• I call the vet.  Lolli's levels are getting better but they want to keep observing her throughout the day.  She should be ready to go home late in the afternoon.
• I spend the day working at my mom's house and am able to complete several embroidery machine projects that I'd been putting off.  I'm amazed at how productive I can be without my tiny helper.
• Around 4, I make the rounds to pick up my girls.  Once again, Katie Wynn did not eat her lunch.  I am thankful that I had given her a good breakfast.  The vet is on the fence about letting Lolli go home.  Her levels are still borderline but he thinks she'll perk up in her own elements.  We leave the vet with medicine, special food, and instructions to feed her karo syrup three times a day.
• Back at my mom's house, Lolli greets everyone with tail wags but then settles in on the couch.  She is weak and cannot stop shaking.  We let her nap.
• Finally, Matt's car has been completely serviced and he returns the loaner.
• Matt watches Wyatt's basketball game after work so he is late heading home.  Mom has already cooked dinner so we eat over there.  Lolli will not eat but, using a syringe, we manage to get a dose of karo syrup in her.
• It's another night off-routine for Katie Wynn.  After a quick bath, she settles in for a story with Daddy and then falls right to sleep.

• We try to get Lolli to eat again.  She has zero interest in the special food, so we try her regular food.  It's a no-go too.  I get out cheese, her favorite treat, and though she wags her tail and acts excited about it, she will only lick it.  She continues to shake.
• Unsure of what to do, I call the vet.  He instructs us to give her another dose of the karo syrup and see if she will eat in the morning.  "Don't hesitate to call at anytime tonight," he says.
• We are both nervous about going to sleep.  Instead of curling up in her bed, Lolli stays in the chair in our room.  I make sure she has plenty of blankets.  We put a heating pad under her bed in case she ventures over to it, and keep her food and water close by.
• Katie Wynn is teething and wakes up several times.  Each time we get up to check on her, we check on Lolli too.  She stays put in the chair all night.

Friday

• I am determined to get KW to daycare before nap time, so I don't let her sleep late.  (I took her all five days this week to hopefully help her adjust to it.)  We make it there by nine.  She cries when I drop her off.
• I have Lolli bundled up in the car and we head to my mom's house for another day of working on projects.  She still has not eaten and continues to shake.  Mom and I wrap up her pill in cheese and try to feed it to her.  She spits it out three times.  The pill finally starts to dissolve to where she can't spit it out and it makes its way down.
• She spits out every piece of cheese we try to force her to eat.  We get the syringe and give her more karo syrup.
• Worried that she's not eating and aware that the weekend is coming, I call the vet.  He will be out of town for the weekend so wants me to go ahead and bring her back in so he can check her out before he leaves.  I bundle her up and drive over.
• The vet and I talk about how weird it is that she seems to want to eat but won't.  He's concerned about blockage and wants to put barium in her to watch it go through.  I sign more paperwork and leave her with him.
• At Mom's, I spend the day working on an art project for my niece's room.  I am exhausted and take an afternoon nap on her couch.
• I wake up panicked that I have not heard from the vet yet.  I call to check on Lolli and she's getting ready to have one more x-ray done.  
• Katie Wynn did not eat her lunch yet again.  But, she doesn't cry when she sees me there to pick her up and she waves bye-bye and high fives her teacher.  I take it as a small sign of improvement.
• We head straight over to the vet's and are led back to their workroom.  Lolli is in a big cage that's low to the floor and Katie Wynn runs straight over to her.  She waves and talks to her.  
• The vet and I look at her latest x-ray together.  He sees a big mass that hasn't been passed; could be hard feces, could be something else.  I start racking my brain for any missing toys around the house.
• He needs to give her an enema and wants her to stay until she uses the bathroom.  He thinks once she does, she'll feel like eating again.  He is leaving to go out of town, but his staff will take care of her overnight.
• Katie Wynn is precious and leans against the cage to give Lolli a kiss.  The vet melts.  In typical mom fashion, I wish I'd gotten it on camera.
• A very big dog that's fresh out of surgery is laying on the floor (under covers).  As we leave, Katie Wynn gently pats him on the head.
• We meet Matt at home and have dinner together as a family.  I have to clean KW's crumbs off the floor since Lolli is not there to do it for me.
• Bath time is slightly delayed as our naked baby takes off running through the house.  She's found the butt paste again and doesn't want to surrender it or Baby Doll in order to get in the tub.

Clearly, not eating at daycare is having zero effect on her big belly.  :)

• We survived the week!  We drift off to sleep thinking this saga is nearly over.

Saturday (Today)

• I wake up hungry and text my friend Emily to see if her family wants to meet us for breakfast.  Our first restaurant choice is not open so we end up in two booths across from each other at Huddle House.
• On the way home from breakfast, our favorite vet tech, Sarah, calls.  Lolli is not doing well.  I tell her we're in the car and will come straight there.
• Back at the vet, we're led to their work room again.  While we wait for Sarah, I get Lolli out of her cage so we can pet her and love on her.

• Sarah updates us on what has happened since Friday afternoon.  Lolli did use the bathroom (no hidden toys, thank goodness) but then passed a lot of blood and sloughed some tissue.  Sarah is concerned that she has developed pancreatitis.  Because they still can not get an IV in her dehydrated veins, they have been injecting fluids under her skin.  Her body is quickly absorbing it.  Sarah tells us she needs more care than they can give over the weekend and recommends her going to the emergency animal hospital.
• Luckily, Sarah also works part time at the hospital and has a shift today from noon to midnight.  She takes Lolli and her paperwork over with her and gets her admitted.
• I am teary all day.  Had we not chosen to admit her to the hospital, the other option was having her put down.  Obviously we did not want that, but Sarah was also clear that she may not even make it through the weekend at the hospital.
• I occupied myself with projects in the woodshop while Matt hung out with Katie Wynn at home.  Around three, we got cleaned up and ready to go to the animal hospital.  My parents kept KW since we didn't know what was in store for us at the hospital.
• At the hospital, Sarah greeted us at the front desk and told us there was a bit of good news.  In an exam room, we met with the vet on shift.  She was incredibly nice but also incredibly scientific and over my head.  Through tears, I tried hard to keep up with what she was telling us.  She had gone through all of Lolli's files from the week and had done more bloodwork.  All of her symptoms were pointing to one thing: Addison's disease.
• Addison's disease is an autoimmune disease where her body has attacked her adrenal glands until they are no longer working.  It is very rare and the vet told us she was lucky in catching it only because she'd had a case of it come through her office this past week.  Because the symptoms can also be so many other things (see everything else from this week above), it's often called the Great Imitator and is misdiagnosed or not caught quickly enough to treat it.  Poodles are one of the top three breeds susceptible to it (Lolli is a maltipoo so she has poodle in her) and it is more common in females.  
• There is a test that can be done to prove the diagnosis of Addison's disease, but because it is so expensive, the emergency hospital does not keep the supplies required for it on hand.  We will have to have the test done Monday morning at our regular vet's office to be sure.  But since all the symptoms line up, the vet at the hospital is going ahead and treating her for Addison's.
• While we're thrilled to have somewhat of a diagnosis, Lolli is still in critical care.  Normal sodium to potassium level is around 27.  Sometimes a sick dog can go down to 26 or 25.  When Lolli arrived at the hospital, her level was 12.9 which the vet said, multiple times, is not even equal to life.  By the time we got there, she'd been receiving the correct fluids (finally in an IV) for two hours and her levels had already started adjusting but were still not where they needed to be.
• She will continue to have fluids pumped and receive steroids every two hours.  If she continues to respond well, they'll start tapering off the dosages or spreading them out.  We hope that by Monday morning, her levels will be much, much better.  Going forward, she will have to have a monthly shot and possibly take a daily pill to treat the Addison's disease.
• We were thrilled when all the talking and paperwork was done and we could finally go back and see Lolli!  She was laying pretty lifeless in her incubator until she heard our voices and she immediately picked up her head and pulled herself up to her feet.

• We left the hospital feeling much better than we did on our drive there.  She still has a long road to being fully recovered, but we are thankful that a full recover is possible.  
• At nine tonight, I received an update from Sarah.  Lolli has been moved out of her incubator because she is maintaining her temp and her bloodwork  is improving.  Yay!  She still is not eating yet though.  I know that's ok right now while she's on the IV, but we've got to get her eating before she leaves there.  We plan to visit her again tomorrow after church and will be taking treats with us.

This roller coaster ride has just about done me in this week!  I am emotionally drained.  Please keep Lolli in your prayers.  Fellow pet owners know how much dogs (and cats, etc) can become a part of the family and we are ready to have Lolli home with us where she belongs!