It was a quite night. He didn't get up to pee or go #2. The Imodian AD must have did the trick. The bleeding really concerns me. I have to take him in this morning for blood work so we will see. What a difference a day makes. When we got home Sunday night he was wrestling with his brother and running around. Yesterday I walked through the door and he was sleeping in Diane's arms. He isn't eating much now because he is afraid he will have diarrhea again. As soon as he wakes up we will head in. It's better to wait for rush hour to end anyway. I will post again this evening to let everyone know how he is doing. That is of coarse, if we come home.. :(
When things are good, they are really good. But at times like these, every little thing just seems to set me off. I have no patients with the kids or Diane. It's hard to stay positive. I'm running out of steam and starting to question my own strength. This whole thing just seems to go on and on. Just when you think things are going better for Cody they seem to go bad again.