So Taylor had a very adventurous week. It was scary for Jerry and I, but God protected all of us. Well, I went to BSF on Monday night, so Jerry fed Taylor a bottle and put her to bed. When I got home I noticed in the monitor that she was awake, but not fussing. I wasn't thrilled with where she was laying. So before we went to bed I decided to check on her and maybe move her. When I went in there I reached in to move her and found that she was soaking wet. Instantly I realized that she had thrown up. I called Jerry in to help me get her cleaned up and get the bed sheets changed. While I got a bath ready Jerry told me when I came back that she had been trying to throw up again. She just kept dry heaving. As I gave her a bath we started to notice how pail she was. She wasn't crying, just sitting there so content. But we knew she wasn't feeling well. After getting her out of the bath we decided to call the 24 hour nurse. She suggested calling 911 and having an emt look at her and evaluate whether she should go to the hospital. When they got there they put oxygen on her right away. it helped a bit, but not enough. She didn't even flinch when the pocked her foot to test her blood sugar. So they decided to take her in. From what the hospital said they think she had a virus, according to the findings in the blood test. But thankfully she didn't throw up again once they got the iv in her. She came home yesterday, Wednesday. She was there for just over 24 hours. They just wanted to monitor her and be sure she wasn't going to throw up again. She is doing great now. Back to herself. I posted a picture of us when we finally fell asleep at the hospital just before we were taken to Taylor's room for the rest of our stay.