Lydia got discharged from the hospital yesterday--Good Friday! Our precious baby girl had to spend Tuesday through Friday at Children's Hospital, but I know God was listening and answering the prayers of the many people who were praying for her.
Her white blood cell count is still high, and she is still having some tummy issues, but she was well enough to go home yesterday. She was dangerously dehydrated on Tuesday, and was taken in an ambulance from the doctor's office to the hospital. The doctor told us that even one more hour could have meant the difference between life and death. That was hard to hear. We are officially very paranoid parents now.
God knew where Lydia was though, and he was taking care of her. After over 20 attempts at literally sticking her from head to toe, the hospital was able to get her hooked up to some IV fluids. I don't think Tim and I knew how sick she really was when Tim took her to the doctor on Monday afternoon and Tuesday morning. She is such a good baby and gave us no signs of being in such great distress other than the vomiting and diarrhea that we thought was just a tummy bug.
The doctors still don't know exactly what was wrong. They did a spinal tap, bacterial cultures, viral tests, a CT scan, chest x-rays, blood work, and other tests but came up with nothing conclusively. Even though it would be nice to know what had made her so sick, the important thing is that she seems to finally be getting better. Her white blood cell count is 18 now (down from 34 on Tuesday). It should be between 5-15, so it is much better now. They are going to check again on Monday to make sure it is still going down. She was running a low-grade fever on and off, but we are keeping an eye on it. The doctor thinks that some of her remaining tummy issues may be due to the large amounts of antibiotics they gave her, and that will go away soon.
Our little girl is going to be okay! We are just praising God for her recovery and for all the people who prayed for her.