Damn you, tape! Susanne woke up to find that the tape was peeling off AGAIN. This time when Paxton would breath, the NG tube would move in and out of place. If she wasn't careful, he would pull the whole thing out in no time. Susanne hunted and searched and searched and hunted for anything other than what she had been using. Luckily, the last place she looked, she had a very small amount of the older tape she had previously used. This usually worked much better.
Paxton did not seem to feel well today. He was acting odd and seemed very nauseated. He had a lot of episodes of dry heaving and gagging. He even spit up a few times. For the first time that Susanne could remember, Paxton had greenish looking stool. She wondered if it was a result of something she had eaten that he was exposed to through her breast milk or if it was completely unrelated.
She decided to still do a couple of mini-therapy sessions with him so that he wouldn't get behind. She definitely went at his pace and let him dictate when enough was enough. For the most part, she picked more low key things for them to do today. She spent a lot of time reading to him. He was excited because he had a whole new collection of books that were given to him from Chief J for his baptism. One of his new favorites was the "Bedtime in the Southwest". He even smiled when he saw a picture of a smelly skunk. It sure seemed that he liked stinky things.
Paxton would probably be off to bed early tonight. Hopefully, he could sleep the whole night through.
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