Really?

So I'm updating things here and on facebook.  I'm not sure how best to communicate, but this is what I've got, so I'll use it.  I'll be brief as Gary just got home and we are going to sit together (shocker!), eat supper, and think about the next week.  We'll probably cry and laugh a little too.  :)

So--Simon had an up and down day (as did I!).  It seems that his new antibiotics are treating him well.  As the day progressed there seemed to be less belly pain.  We bless God for that.

BUT. . . because his belly is still so very swollen and because his intestines were dilated, Dr. Robertson (love him!) believes that there is a blockage in his intestine.  SO, we put Simon in a wagon and wheeled him to a treatment room where he received an ng tube.  It is inserted through your nose and down to your stomach.  Upon his return to his bed, the tube is attached to a vacuum which will pull out all the stuff in his cute intestines and stomach.  The hope is that the blockage will self correct otherwise we will be returning to surgery.

Let me just say that the insertion of this tube was not pleasant for Simon.  It was probably his worst experience yet and he had to be sedated afterwards because he just couldn't calm down.  I don't blame him.  There are currently five tubes entering his body.  Five.  Plus he is attached to various other machines depending on the hour.

Thanks for praying.  Thanks for reading.  Thanks for being a part of my family.  I'm going to see if I can get reacquainted with a man named Gary.