And imagine trying to overcome an oral aversion when the least blip in the day or night makes you throw-up. Feeding therapy was just depresssing. And I was beginning to wonder if all that acid was going to tear a hole through his throat. And I was beginning to wonder if it was even safe for me to drive a motorized vehicle without supervision.
We tried everything. Magnet therapy, heightened sleep wedge, increased daily Zantac dose, starting Previcid daily, cool mist humidifier, prayer. I don't know what individual or combination of things did it, but something is working!
He has only been getting up 3-4x/night (these last few days). And I'm praying, please God, let this stay stable while I regroup my brain and my ability to concentrate and stay employed. And I'm further praising God for whatever reprieve we end up getting. It's a desperately needed break.
So many people are so bummed about all the snow. I just can't help smiling with my recently regained sanity. It's true, you know, prolonged sleep deprivation tactics are considered torture according to the International Warcrimes Tribunal. I guess if I'm going to be tortured, better at the hands of a big-cheeked somebody than anybody else. Now, to bed!
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you are a living miracle. i love you guys! (*sniff sniff*)
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