We have no idea what we're in for, no idea what we're up against, no idea what to expect, no idea what they're going to do to this little girl. All we know is that she'll be tested, and tested again, and probably tested some more until we find out a cause, or find out that we cannot find a cause.
I hate putting her through this all. After last Monday night while recovering from the flu, having to hold the poor girl down while the nurses extracted 8 tubes and 3 syringes of blood, and spent 4 hours forcing her to drink fluid, just to get enough urine for 3 urine samples, I'm very much leaning towards ending these tests on her if this round of testing doesn't reveal anything to us. She's just a little girl, she's 3 years old. I don't want her to grow up thinking that hospitals are her life. I know she's going to live a hard life as it is, but I want it to be as normal as possible.
Keep her in your thoughts and prayers, please. We will update again when we come home.