Tricked You

Yesterday, Averi woke up much happier than the day before.  She ate breakfast, at a slower pace, and even played a little bit.  Lunch came and went and she was still fine.  When Speech Therapy and Music Therapy showed up I gave them the go ahead.  Averi responded to their requests, banged toys, signed, and danced in her highchair.

Not two minutes after they left the room, she went from happy to puking up her lunch, just when I was starting to think that we were gunna be off the hook with only one day of puking.  I wish I could say that it stopped after that, but she continued to throw up during her massage and throughout the rest of the day, including once after she fell asleep.

The best part is that the exact same thing happened today.  One o'clock rolled around and Averi's lunch rolled up out of her mouth.  It must be the witching hour when I think we are far enough into the day that she is going to be okay.  I even fell for her trick enough to take her for a walk in the car.  At least today she only had a few episodes in the afternoon and then she was done for the rest of the day.

(Last night after dinner, Averi threw up and then tried to fall asleep on the washcloth that Dan was holding under her chin in case more came out.  She looked so cute and pathetic.)

I have to tell you my favorite moment from yesterday.  The dietitian showed up (have I mention how much I HATE dieticians?) and told me that she was worried about Averi's calorie intake.  Really, I thought puking added calories to your diet.  As she started into her spill about what I should be doing differently, I had to run over to the bed to catch several heaves of Averi's puke.

As I stood there cleaning up the mess, she had the nerve to come over to me, no not to ask if she could help, but to tell me that I should be giving Averi continuous feeds during the night so that we can get more calories into her.  I glared at her and explained that night time is the only time that Averi isn't puking, most likely because her stomach is empty, and I'm not going to take away her restful sleep just to get a few more calories in her.

Wait, here's the best part.  Then she said what all dietitians say, "Well, the final decision is up to the doctor, but I'm going to put in a request that she have continuous feeds at night."  That's great, except for one thing...the final decision is up to me, and it's not happening!

Here's my other pet peeve, since when is it normal to pump food into someone's stomach when they are nauseous and puking?  I'm pretty sure that if a person without a G-Tube were sick, no one would be shoving food down their throat while they were sleeping.  My philosophy is that if Averi won't take any food orally then I'm not pumping it into her either.