Dehydration

Our last two days in San Diego, Lyla drank a total of four ounces. So last night we took her to the emergency room.

We quickly realized that the emergency room was a mistake. For one thing, Lyla didn't show the classic symptoms of severe dehydration: lips looked fine, she was alert, and nothing looked sunken in. For another thing, it was a three-hour wait with the promise that every serious walk-in would go ahead of us. Lyla needed sleep, and she needed fluids, so we left.

Lyla won't drink juice or eat popsicles, so at home we opened the Pedialyte bottle and syringed it into her by the milliliter. She hated every second of it, but we got it down.

We took her to the doctor this morning. She's lost over a pound and has a slight ear infection. Probably she had the stomach flu. We'll spend the next few days coaxing fluids and basic solids into her.