JT continues to heal up well. He seems to have no pain from his incisions and he can’t lift up his shirt and exclaim “No central line!” enough times a day. It’s great. After I got home from school we boys wrestled and tackled each other on the couch for a good hour. I love having boys. Tonight we went for a spin on the bike trail; JT was quick to point out “there’s a three-quarter moon, Daddy!” and he was right on. We shot a few goals at the soccer fields and then three deer ran right across the path in front of us.
JT has launched into a new endeavor he calls “pooping on the potty.” This has been impossible until now because of the relentless D from which he’s suffered and he’s taking right to it.
Please pray for his skin…the flare-up had been resolving but now it’s back with a fury and he’s itched himself open in a couple places too. Tonight I had to tape socks over his hands to protect him from himself while he sleeps and we haven’t had to do that in a long time. Also, please pray for the eating thing…he’s got to take in more water now that he’s not getting IV fluids overnight. Thanks.