What a Difference a Week Makes

It's really incredible to think back over each day this past week. I can not believe that on Wednesday of last week we had thought we lost our little girl. The past two days she is our beautiful, lovable, huggable, talkative Ry. Oh how I've miss her!
The flow of folks to our room over the past few days and the comments they have offered says it all. They are just as surprised and happy as we are. Ry now offers them smiles and waves and stickers instead of mean looks or words or even worse seeing her swollen lifeless body. We have truly seen a miraculous turn around from our desperate situation. We are so grateful!

Here's a picture that (almost) says it all!

What this picture doesn't say is... I never want to sleep... ever!
I have almost had a breakdown a few times this week. They come in the wee hours of the morning. They come despite the fact that I've had mom and my sisters here this week helping for a few days. They come from lack of sleep.
Ry has had no desire to sleep since Sunday. Here's an example of last night:

11:00     Rylynn fast asleep
11:15     Mommy fast asleep
11:45     Ry wakes for 10 min
12:25     Ry wakes for 10 min
12:45     Ry wakes for 20 minutes
1:30      Ry wakes for 5 minutes
2:45      Ry wakes for 10 minutes
4:00      Ry wakes...
6:00      Although she's been up for two hours, I'm convinced she might fall
   back asleep, we're so close (hmmm. At this point should I get up to shower
   or attempt to sleep a bit more.)
6:15      Never mind she never fell back asleep and she just threw up
   EVERYWHERE.  Time for another bath, hair washing, bed change, and laundry.

This crazy night of no sleep is after a busy day just like our previous day. We have gone for stroller rides, played with our sand outside (so exciting), shopped at the gift shopped, played playdo, painted, colored, painted fingernails, blew bubbles, made some bead necklaces and I can't think of what else... Notice I did not mention a nap! This two year old did not even take a nap! Most two year olds need 12 hours of sleep during the course of 24 hours... We're barely getting 5 restless hours in and she's operating at full throttle each day.
So just as I think I can't make it and throw myself a little pity party in the wee hours of the night, we wake to have a wonderful day and that gives me the strength to keep going. I guess sleep is overrated anyways.
Thank you all dearly for the prayers that we've received over the last week. I'm learning there are different kinds of worry and fear and that was one that I have never experienced during our journey over the past 2 1/2 years with Rylynn. I am grateful that she has pulled through this challenge and I pray we will be blessed with some good times with her now.