Home Again!

Hey everyone! I am finally home again from the hospital, but this time I hope it is for longer than 6 days. My little sister explained what happened pretty good, but I will give you a few more details. Because I had to be fed by a tube I had to have what is called a pick line. It is basically 3 IV ports in it so they can draw blood on one, give nutrients on another, and drugs on the other. This is typically a very handy thing to have because then I am not being poked with needles ever 3 days to set new IV's. The only problem with this is that the tubes go through your veins and up to the top opening of you heart, which is a little risky. They are supposed to last for about 3 months and even up to 2 years, but with my luck lately mine got infected after 2 weeks. I got a yeast infection in the tubes up towards my heart which is a bad thing. That is why my fever was so high, I had the chills, and my blood sugar was off the charts high. Anyway when I got to the hospital they started running cultures on the line, but by 10pm my doctor came back to the hospital and told me that she just couldn't take the risk of leaving it in. To tell you the truth I was hoping to keep it in because it hurts like a mofo to put another one in, but we took it out. Well turns out that was a VERY good thing because the infection was almost to the stem of my heart.
While in the hospital I really tried hard to eat so that they wouldn't have to put in another pick line and I got my calorie count up to 1300 so that was just enough to go home without needing to be fed by tubes. I am so excited because right now I don't have ANY Iv's, picks, needles, or pokes (showers are so much easier) I am surviving completely on my own which makes me way Happy. After 4 weeks of constantly having something in you it feels so good to be free. My doctor says that if I don't loose anymore weight at each appt. I can stay off the feeding stuff. I lost 18 lbs in the hospital so I guess that is only a good thing when you are not pregnant. Libby is still thriving and we are going to hopefully be able to keep her in there until 37 weeks which is 5 weeks away. Thank you again for all of your prayers I know the Lord has blessed me in so many ways because of all the prayers and faith of you. I feel very blessed to be home and have the family and support that I do. My parents are still here and they are doing so much for Jon and I that I don't know if we can ever repay them. My mom cleans the house, does the laundry, cooks every meal, gives Shelby baths, plays with Shelby and waits on me hand and foot. I don't know how she does it, but she is amazing and I love her so much. My dad mows the lawn, pulls weeds, got our backyard finished, got the fence installed, gets all my perscriptions, and runs any errand that needs to be done. We are so lucky to have them around and helping us even though it isn't easy for them to live here for a month now with no real end in sight. Thank you!

This is the pick line

up close view

the aftermath

Prayers Appreciated!

Hello, everyone! This is Annie's younger sister, Molly. I know it was just yesterday that Annie blogged, but she has had a relapse and is now back in the hospital. Last night, her temperature spiked, her blood sugar levels increased, and she had violent chills/puking. The doctors are not sure what is wrong with her, but they suspect she has a staph infection in her pick line, which unfortunately is in or around her heart. They are drawing blood today (a lot of it) and will know in 72 hours exactly what type of infection she has. So far her lungs have not collapsed again, and she is coherent. However, if she does not stabilize or if she does in fact have a staph infection, the doctors are likely going to take Libby. If you'd like to keep up on her, please visit my blog here.

Please continue to keep Annie and Libby in your prayers. I know that Heavenly Father hears and answers our prayers. I know that Annie appreciates them too. Thanks, and I'll keep updating my blog when I hear news.

Our last 3 weeks

Hello everyone, I am finally back (again). I have gotten many e-mails as to why I haven't been keeping up with my blog and for once I actually have a good reason. I have been in the hospital for the last almost 3 weeks. It all started on Monday June 24th. I was feeling pretty crapy and throwing up a bit, but what Pregnant girl hasn't done that right. Well in the middle of the night I woke Jon up because I was pretty sure that I was going to die. We spent the whole night trying to ease my pain and in the morning decided that maybe I was in Labor (only 28 weeks) so we dropped Shelby off at a friends house and rushed to the hospital. Well it turns out that I had Gall stones passing that had gotten stuck in my pancreas which caused severe pancreatitis. They found all this out after many tests, labs, MRI, c-scans and many other painful, expensive procedures. Then just when everyone thought they had me figured out I started having contractions as well as my lungs decided to collapse. They rushed me up to the ICU twice because I kept showing signs of healing and then something else would decide to stop working.

Anyway to make a long story even longer I am now home (useless) but home. My parents are still here and have been for the whole time, which I am so grateful for. I can only stand for a few minutes at a time and I am still on a feeding tube that gives me all the calories to sustain life for me and the baby. I am trying to eat, but it doesn't go that well. The plan for now is to stay alive and keep Libby alive too. We are hoping that I can stay prego until at least 36 weeks and then we may go ahead and take Libby out along with my Gall bladder and a few other things that will probably need out too. Thanks for all your prayers and letters they all helped me more than you know.

I probably won't blog as often as usual until I feel semi human again, but I love getting all of your updates. Here are some pics of me in the hospital with my favorite nurses and the ICU. I know that I look stunning in all of them so no compliments are needed.

My sue
My Sherri, me, Bobbi
My Jean, me, and Holly
Me looking fabulous in the ICU