When A Sick Boy Gets Sick...

Realizing current pace of posting on this blog has slowed even to the point of becoming inert, I personally apologize for this infrequency and will make an effort to invoke a certain urgency hoping to make posts more compulsory. It has been some time since we actually updated on Charlie’s condition so I will strive to keep this post entirely on point and tangent free.
The inevitable has happened with our boy and he has taken ill. Nothing severe but nothing that is making life any easier. I believe that according to our rudimentary understanding of modern medicine he might have a touch of the flu. A condition you may have heard of that one need not be overly qualified to diagnose. In my experience if you are holding a small one and they begin to heave insomuch that gastric juice is eructed on your person it might be safe to say that some gastro-intestinal distress is occurring oft caused by any number of Influenza type viruses. Sufficed to say Charlie is experiencing this frequent emesis. Grandma Cheryl can attest as she was, this weekend, turned into Char’s personal burp cloth, thrice. The issue that is marginally unnerving is that Charlie still hasn’t developed the greatest gag/swallow so while he is lurching and giving it the old heave ho he chokes a fair amount and is at times w/o breath. I’d be lying if I said that it didn’t freak me out a little bit and cause some panic but w/ a little repositioning, draining and suctioning he seems to recover well. The unknown is how much of this rejected fluid is finding it’s way into his lungs. Aspiration remains one of our largest fears and it causes us to remain cognizant of his every breath. It is increasingly arduous to get any quality sleep when you are constantly watching the rise and fall of your little boy’s chest.
Aside from this current affliction Charlie continues to do well at home. Of course he has days both good and bad but a trend of more good days is slowly starting. We are trying to get him out on regular walks around the neighborhood not only to get some fresh air but also remedy his “Casper the Friendly Ghost” like complexion. Going w/o the sun for 4 months has left him w/ a pasty like tone that makes his mothers legs look ebony. We love having him home and I love having a snuggle buddy and a perfectly appropriate excuse to sit in front of the TV for hours at a time. Neurologically his condition remains somewhat the same. His only real purposeful responses are to pain or discomfort. We continue to hope that this will improve.
Thanks again for all of your continued support and huge kudos to Troy for putting together the race videos. I am of the school that his videos are the coolest things on this blog and hopefully I can milk him for a few more in the future. Troy is a true cinema graphic technician and only if I had the early Lake Powell videos you could experience the full gambit of his expertise. Strong work Doyt.