Enough

Okay... I know that the Lord isn't supposed to give you more than you can handle but enough is enough already.

No seriously... somewhere up there someone is laughing at me...

I imagine them playing some sort of game where in the stack piece after piece on top of my back just waiting for it to break.

So... remember when I said Zack was feeling better? Yeah, I was just kidding. I got a phone call at 1:30 today telling me that everything that they had fed him he had vomited up. So, I rushed out of work and went and picked him up and took him back to the doctor. (Three days in a row, is that a record?)

The determination? They don't know. Tomorrow we have an appointment at the hospital to have an ultrasound of his stomach. They are looking for a condition called Pyloric Stenosis. Here is the readers digest version of what I know, the muscle between the stomach and the first part of the small intestine (the pylorus) becomes inflamed. This interferes with food entering the intestine which causes the baby to throw up what it eats.

So... for right now we are trying to feed him in very small amounts hoping that if he does not get overly full the food will slowly sift through the opening, even though it may not be a large opening, and into his intestines instead of all over his clothing and the floor and the burp rag and my clothing and well you get the point.

If they do not find anything on ultrasound they may have me feed him (barium or otherwise) and attempt to watch it go down on x-ray or ultrasound and see if they can see something that way.

If they still do not see anything than we are being referred to a gastroentrenologist (sp?) who will hopefully be able to give us some answers and make my poor little man a little happier.

So for now, stop the prayers for me and pray for him would you? I can handle a little pain but it breaks my heart to look into his eyes and know that he is hurting and there is nothing I can do.