It has been a long week.
A long week of Randall getting sick.
Every single night.
And every single night I have asked him if he wants to go to the hospital. And every single night he has said that he is OK.
And he is. Until he eats something and his stomach decides it doesn't feel like processing the food he has given it. So his stomach gives it back.
Last night was a long night.
Randall started getting sick late in the evening.
I told him he should go to the hospital.
He responded with he was fine.
This continued ALL night.
Finally at 6am, he decided he needed to go. After seeing that his meds were not going to help control the nausea.
He hates going to the hospital. And I understand why. The doctors there treat him as though he is lying about how he feels.
If I was treated that way every time I went? I wouldn't want to go either.
So I had a long night with very little sleep and now Randall is at the hospital. Hopefully they can treat him and make him feel better.
He might end up being admitted. I am not sure. It will all depend on the doctor and how he responds to the meds that are given to him.
Please send prayers, positive vibes & thoughts, good juju and whatever else you can think of so that he feels better soon.
It is greatly appreciated.
