Gosh, there we went again. We are just fine and dandy right now, but we are recovering from Hans' fifth (I think) low blood sugar episode. I guess Hans was soo busy playing games on the plane that he didn't eat as much as he should have. Hans actually ratted me out to the ER doc this morning. The doc asked "Why do you suppose this happened?" I started to go into the entire history of recurrent NB, adrenalectomy, stress dose steroids while sick, etc, And Hans interrupted us, "Tell him the truth! You guys didn't feed me enough on the plane!" I think the biggest deal was that he went for the big water instead of the big soda...so, no sugars in water???
He didn't wake up for poor Elle this AM. Kevin had to pick his car up at the dealer (a whole other story!!! We think it's a pre-recall problem on the new 2011 VW TDIs) and I had dropped him off at the dealer, I walked in to hear Elle on the phone to 911. I found a non-responsive Hansie on the couch. I was able to get him injected with his solu cortef and Glucagon while Elle wrapped up the phone call to 911. What a gal! That's at least the third time she's saved her bro.
How's that for a babysitting credential??? When the EMT's got to our place his blood glucose was 33.
OMG. Our poor guy! Kevin didn't even make it all the way to work, he rerouted and followed us in the Ambulance to St. Lukes in the Woodlands. But now Hans is fully recovered. He's planning out his guys' weekend with Kevin while Elle and I are on our Girl Scout Campout.
Thanks to Michelle and Alana, who came running over to check on us when hearing the sirens. I haven't even had a chance to tell them thanks for caring for Elle and Honey while we were on our trip.
We are on Round 16 of Millennium...started yesterday. 6 days to go. I had promised Mrs. Parker I was going to bring Hans into class for the Thanksgiving Day feast today. But, alas, it is not to be. Hans now gets to start his Thanksgiving Day break 1 day early...school's out for 11 days.
Peace, Love and Cure,
- Hans Weberling
- Bakersfield, CA, United States
- Hans was a busy, happy, sweet and fearless three year old when he was diagnosed with Neuroblastoma. He fought his disease like a "gladiator" for nearly 6 years. Hans was an animal lover to his core. He was 'guarded' at home by his three cats, Black, Orange and Cotton. He also had his Golden Retriever, Honey, to keep him company. Hans enjoyed swimming, biking, gardening, grilling (he had his very own grill!), horseback riding, playing video games, building Legos, and flipping between Nickelodeon, Cartoon Network and Animal Planet. Hans loved all members of his family and he was a loyal friend. He had to go through a lot of treatment in his life. But Hans powered through it. His attitude was let's get this done! His motivation was always to get back home, to his family, pets, favorite foods and pool.