React, Respond, and Rescue

Scott and Susanne had been feeling a little run down since yesterday. They each ended up taking a dose of Nyquil before bed last night to try to help alleviate the symptoms before they got worse. It always seemed to help in the past. They were just hoping it would work this time. The last thing they wanted was to be sick during their week in Boston.

Susanne woke up to the serenading sound of gagging. Paxton knew exactly what to do to get her out of bed and in his room with the quickness. Not even Nyquil could slow her down. She had become so in tune with his sounds that even when she was sleeping she could hear him. It was almost like the pre-gag sound was her first cue to bounce up and get in there before it progressed to a full on vomit fest. Luckily, she was able to do just that this morning.

Once Paxton had settled down, Susanne went to get his first feeding of the day along with his medications. While she was warming his formula, she started a load of laundry. It was at that time that she heard Paxton gagging again. She rushed up the stairs and into his room to try to sit him up before he spit up everywhere. She was shocked to see that throughout all of the chaos that had gone on this morning, Scott had not budged. He was still sound asleep. Nothing seemed to phase him unless he was hit over the head.

The nurse came over again today. Paxton was sleeping when he arrived. He slept from noon until around 3:00pm. This new nap schedule seemed to be working out well so far. Since there was someone available to watch Paxton, Susanne decided to run some errands. She had a few items to pick up before they flew out tomorrow. Susanne was thrilled that it had warmed up outside compared to yesterday. She hated cold weather.

Paxton was awake the rest of the afternoon. He was bright eyed and bushy tailed when Aunt Leenie and Uncle Loonie stopped by for a visit. Susanne was excited to show them all of the improvements Paxton had made since the last time they saw him. They were impressed with how well he was sitting in the propped position. He would hold steady until he tried to look off to one side or another and then he would crash. Paxton was also doing better with rolling over with assistance. He was starting to understand the concept of what he was supposed to do with his body. The cutest thing was that he was very talkative and smiling quite a bit. It was so sweet to watch him try to communicate.

Paxton decided to keep Aunt Leenie busy with all the dirty diapers he was producing. He was trying to make up for lost times. After showing off his new skills and cleaning out his system, he went right down for the night. He was one tired little puppy.