Two exhausted little boys are sleeping deeply near me as I type this update.
Things started going downhill for Tommy throughout the day on Monday.
It’s a relief to be here.
An appointment with a GI doctor providentially opened up for Tommy. We’ve been here since first thing yesterday morning. It was just a GI appointment, but I packed for the rest of the week. I’m a Pleven mom, you see, and it’s what we Pleven moms do!
He was admitted through the emergency department in order to speed up the process.
They are taking excellent care of our boy here at duPont. And of Ben and me. They go the extra mile or two or three or ten as a matter of course here.
Tommy’s undergoing nutritional rehabilitation similar to what Katie underwent when we first brought her home.
And a full GI workup.
He’s such a trooper–full of giggles and mischief tonight in spite of an IV in his hand, naso-gastric tube down the back of his throat for his barium test tomorrow, no-no’s on his arms, and post-endoscopy discomfort.
Ha, says Tommy, if I can survive sixteen years of Pleven, I can handle a little GI testing with a smile on my face! Bring it on!
Hospital time can be such wonderful bonding time. I’ve requested to do all his non-medical care myself, and to be there to soothe and explain to him if he needs a painful procedure. I loved getting to lie down next to him to comfort him as he came out of anesthesia this afternoon. He always falls asleep the closest to me that he can get.
Friends, could you pray that all the testing will not be wasted? That it will solve some mysteries and help us put together a successful feeding plan for our little guy? Success will be finding what works, whatever that ends up being!
Thank you for praying for him! We love and appreciate you!
P. S. If you’ve emailed the email@example.com email address since early Monday morning, please forgive me for not replying! I haven’t been able to use that email account here!