Anyway, she is in for the night with Dada and will get the new MRI in the morning under slight sedation without intubation - which is a big improvement and sans radiation. It's still not clear if this is an abdominal migraine, regular migraine, brain deep seizure that doesn't show up physically nor in any EEG, acid build up or a malfunctioning shunt. 6 hours into our ER visit, Ellie spiked a fever.
There it is. I am home tonight alone in a quiet house, running Ellie's vomit covered clothes through the wash and cleaning up from the morning refuse. Putting her morning cereal bowl into the dishwasher feels a bit surreal. It's weird to be here at home, alone without the people who matter most. It's survival. Dave and I trade off sleep all the time, but it's weird, in a weird just not right kinda way.
Other than that, I am too tired/meh/raw/numb/notsurewhat to proffer more than the facts.