However, he got worse. He awoke the next morning very lethargic. He wouldn't drink anything and seemed distant. Jill said, "something's wrong," and took him back to the doctor who sent them straight to Children's Hospital.
The hospital staff determined that he was dehydrated and eventually gave him some apple juice, which he drank. Then he got worse suddenly. Jill called me to come up there. I left the kids with Mickey, my mother in law.
I remember calling my mom and our pastor. I told them both how scary this was for me, especially because of Georgia. The pain from her death was still so strong. It hurts to even type this paragraph.
Jill and Levi were in the emergency department when I got there. Nurses swarmed around him. One of them was explaining that Levi was in an altered state of consciousness. He was limp and unable to communicate or make eye contact. They didn't know why.
They took blood samples and found that his blood sugar level was dangerously low. They gave him what looked like a shot of Karo Syrup and he immediately raised up. It took a couple days for him to come out of it, but he made a full recovery. The doctor told us that Levi came close to dying.
The picture above is Levi shortly after this. I took it as a sign that he was okay. Thank God.
Give thanks to the Lord, for he is good!
His faithful love endures forever.
This is post # 32 of Forty Days. Learn more here.