Week 154: Holiday!
On Wednesday of this week, Lemon had his three year old check-up
with the pediatrician. His old
pediatrician left, so this was our first visit with her replacement. Overall, he seems competent enough and
honestly, although he bears the title of “primary care provider,” he is really
not anything of the sort—pulmonology drives our care start to finish. But, it was a great visit nonetheless. Lemon is hitting all his developmental
milestones, is in great health “aside from having cystic fibrosis,” and most
importantly, gained a pound in the last month (65th percentile for
weight!!!!!!!!). So, although I hate the
bolus feedings that we’re doing 2-3 times a day now, at least they’re having
the desired effect. And, it somewhat comforting
to think that if we could just get Lemon to eat 200-300 calories per day by
mouth every day, we could give up the boluses and he would still gain
weight. It’s sad to think that we’re so
far from even that tiny amount of oral intake right now. In the last 24 hours, for example, his oral
intake has been 2 bites of melon and about 30mL of Orangina. It’s a start, I guess.
On Sunday, we left Madison for our family vacation in Lake
Geneva, about a 90 min drive away. It’s
called the “Newport of the Midwest,” and like Newport, RI, it is filled with
mansions from the 1890’s-1920’s, when the 1% of the day needed a summer retreat
from the heat and smells of Chicago and Milwaukee. There is definitely an element of the 1%
still present, but the heart of the town itself is pretty much given over to
families on vacation. Our hotel room is
huge, big enough for the staggering amount of equipment and supplies we seem to
need to go anywhere. It also has some
really nice outdoor pools, which the kids LOVE.
We learned the math today—1 hr swimming = 3 hour nap. In other words, brilliant. It means even Papa Bear and I get to really
rest. Good thing, since we need energy
to deal with the fact that, on top of everything else, Lemon decided to
disconnect his feeding tube twice last night.
At least now the hotel room smells like home, with the cloying chemical
vanilla smell of Pediasure in the air.
Since I’m on vacation this week I’m going to keep this
brief. We’re still sad not to be in
Boston, but we’re enjoying this trip and feel like in the end this was the
right decision for now. It’s encouraging
to see families with kids a bit older than ours, and to see the possibilities
will open up for us again in not too much time.
On Wednesday of this week, Lemon had his three year old check-up
with the pediatrician. His old
pediatrician left, so this was our first visit with her replacement. Overall, he seems competent enough and
honestly, although he bears the title of “primary care provider,” he is really
not anything of the sort—pulmonology drives our care start to finish. But, it was a great visit nonetheless. Lemon is hitting all his developmental
milestones, is in great health “aside from having cystic fibrosis,” and most
importantly, gained a pound in the last month (65th percentile for
weight!!!!!!!!). So, although I hate the
bolus feedings that we’re doing 2-3 times a day now, at least they’re having
the desired effect. And, it somewhat comforting
to think that if we could just get Lemon to eat 200-300 calories per day by
mouth every day, we could give up the boluses and he would still gain
weight. It’s sad to think that we’re so
far from even that tiny amount of oral intake right now. In the last 24 hours, for example, his oral
intake has been 2 bites of melon and about 30mL of Orangina. It’s a start, I guess.
On Sunday, we left Madison for our family vacation in Lake
Geneva, about a 90 min drive away. It’s
called the “Newport of the Midwest,” and like Newport, RI, it is filled with
mansions from the 1890’s-1920’s, when the 1% of the day needed a summer retreat
from the heat and smells of Chicago and Milwaukee. There is definitely an element of the 1%
still present, but the heart of the town itself is pretty much given over to
families on vacation. Our hotel room is
huge, big enough for the staggering amount of equipment and supplies we seem to
need to go anywhere. It also has some
really nice outdoor pools, which the kids LOVE.
We learned the math today—1 hr swimming = 3 hour nap. In other words, brilliant. It means even Papa Bear and I get to really
rest. Good thing, since we need energy
to deal with the fact that, on top of everything else, Lemon decided to
disconnect his feeding tube twice last night.
At least now the hotel room smells like home, with the cloying chemical
vanilla smell of Pediasure in the air.
Since I’m on vacation this week I’m going to keep this
brief. We’re still sad not to be in
Boston, but we’re enjoying this trip and feel like in the end this was the
right decision for now. It’s encouraging
to see families with kids a bit older than ours, and to see the possibilities
will open up for us again in not too much time.
