Got the IV in at the hospital. (Wasn't fun to watch.)
Since Connor was so big and wasn't vomiting, doctors made an exception and allowed 1 ounce of Pedialyte every hour till midnight the night before surgery. This guy didn't like that too much so he screamed and thrashed around for hours while I rocked him in our hospital room. Nurses said there was nothing else they could do. He eventually tired himself out and fell asleep in my arms. Complete and utter agony, I tell you.
First night in the hospital.
Prepped and ready for surgery.
Ready to go home.
First night at home and Connor slept 8 hours straight!
More sickness once we got home from the hospital. On Saturday night, Brooklyn had a 103-degree fever with sore throat and cough and Jake was still recovering from his week-long cold. Both kids woke up 3-4 times that night.
Connor also started having crying and screaming fits again once we got home. We're pretty sure the reflux pain is the cause, so he's back on the reflux meds to see if it helps. Our exhaustion level is on overdrive.
We're living day-to-day, moment-to-moment these days...often wondering if we'll get through all of this. I know we will, of course, but sometimes it's hard to see the forest through the trees. This is definitely one of those times.