...is our appointment for Dylan's upper GI. At this point, to be perfectly honest, I am feeling like tomorrow can't come soon enough.
Because today? Today I am having one of those days.
I am worried about Dylan. Worried about his health and well being. And at the same time I'm worried that when everything is said and done, we will not find any issues and instead will learn that this reflux, this constant vomiting, is something we just need to learn to live with.
Three times in the past two days, Dylan has panicked and choked while vomiting. It almost seemed as though it got stuck in his throat and couldn't move - neither up nor down. After a few seconds, it came up. Out of his mouth yes, and his nose. It was a scary scene, to say the least. Can this be normal? The only experience I've ever had with reflux is this, so I really do not know...
Oh, I am nearing my wits end, I think. I truly may be. My head is spinning.
Nothing is staying down. Every single thing that I feed him comes back up. All. Day. Long. His development is, without a doubt, being severely affected as are his relationships with people. I don't even want to think of the damage that is being to done to his insides.
Sometimes when I feed him, I feel as though I don't know what in the world I am doing. I am suppose to be feeding him fatty foods to help increase his weight, but at the same time, fatty foods do not digest as quickly and with an already obviously slow digestive system, that's not exactly helpful to the situation. There is talk about the possibility of Celiac Disease, so while I am being instructed to thicken his foods with oatmeal and other cereals, I feel like if in fact he does have Celiac, I am certainly not doing his belly any favors by giving him 10 tons of oats and barley a day. His pediatrician said today that maybe he's having difficulty with milk proteins. So, do I feed him milk, soy milk, Pediasure, formula? I don't know.
Ahh. I just hope we find an answer soon. And by soon I mean, like, tomorrow.
*Annoying pity-party over*