Everyone keeps reminding me that God never gives us more than we can handle. Well apparently he threw us a bone today. Our new normal consists of small victories.
Like Lucy Jo’s first Popsicle.
This monster inside of her is keeping her from being hungry, so she doesn't want to eat. She’s getting an IV of fluids and electrolytes, which you would think is good enough. It’s not. She needs to keep her digestive organs and muscles moving. So we had a speech therapist work with us to see if we could get her to eat something.
We are trying everything. Even a Popsicle!
Before the afternoon was over, she drank 4.5 ounces of grape Pedialite. Yes, grape – her papa’s favorite flavor. Immediately after eating she was burping, tooting and even pooping.
We've never been so happy to see POOP!