I cant write a funny, cute, or deep, touching post when I'm caring for a sick boy.
Alex caught Joel's icky cold, bad cough, lots of snot. Grumpy, grumpy child.
He does not want to be put down.
I knew I shouldn't do it, but I ignored all my instincts and tried to feed him every last bit of that 6 ounces of peptamin for his first feed yesterday, and yes, he threw up. Too much coughing and snot in his belly. Next two feeds were half peptamin half pedialyte, went fine. Man does it hurt to watch an hour and 40 minutes of tube feeding come back up all over the jumperoo.
I must tell you though that before this cold, he was tolerating 6 ounces three times a day!!! He used to throw up on three. He gets all his peptamin during the day now, hopefully this brings more hunger cues, and more typical eating.
Throw some sick on top of special needs, and I'm done. Tired. I have nothing to write. Please feel better soon bird. ( that's what I call him), not sure why, but I call him bird.
p.s. Why do people send their kids to school sick?