In the meantime, Adam has been recuperating well from the surgery. He is definitely fussier than normal, but he is still sleeping solidly at night, usually four hours at a stretch (a huge blessing for me!).
In the picture above you can see the gamut of medications he is on: oxycodone and ibuprofen for pain management; simethicone to help with gas distention; prednisone (the big bottle), a steroid to prevent inflammation; omeprazole, to reduce the heartburn created by the steroid; an antibiotic, the proper name of which I am not even going to try to spell; and last but not least, a multivitamin to make up for deficiencies caused by the jaundice.
As you can imagine, getting him to take all those meds is no picnic either for him or for me. The only one that he seems to actually like ingesting is the oxycodone--which is also the only one that he'll stop taking in the near future. Our mornings are spent with lots of crying, pinched cheeks, forced swallowing, and attempts to avoid vomiting everything that made it from the syringe into the stomach.
In the midst of this severe trial, it's still a joy to watch both the boys growing older. Oliver just moved up to 3-6 month clothing this week and Adam will be soon to follow. They've both been enjoying their new dangling toys, courtesy of cousin Phinehas, and David's MacGyver mobile made of foil has also been a big hit.
We've also been completely overwhelmed by the kindness of our church family with all the visits, meals, love, and prayers. Thank you, thank you, thank you from the bottom of our hearts. Please continue to pray for Adam, and I will be sure to give an update next week when we find out more information.
|Adam placidly plays with the new toys.|
|Oliver attacks the new toys.|