It is 22:45 and I am sitting in a chair next to Vic’s bed. Her heart rate keeps climbing and is sitting at 115 no matter what. Her oxygen levels are dropping despite the oxygen. And her blood pressure is sky high.
Despite the meds her temperature is sneaking up. Vic’s body temp is naturally low – 35.5 and is now up to 37.8 degrees C. I know it is only a low grade temperature now but I also know my child. Something is brewing.