I figured he would hear something in his chest or see something in his ears. He decided to go ahead and run a blood panel really quick and see what that showed since he had the "off"results last month.
He came back with the results and declared that I have one healthy boy.
His lungs sounded crystal clear, ears looked beautiful (his words) and his heart sounded lovely (my words).
And to top it all off...
Liam gained a half a pound this month!
I don't know how that happened either. He has been eating considerably less and since he has been sick he has vomited a lot too. He hasn't taken his night time 4 ounce bottle in weeks! Go figure. I have no idea how he managed to pull it off. But I am thrilled that he finally hit the 17 lb mark. 17 lbs 8 oz to be exact. Very cool. No g-tube this month.
So, I now have a declared healthy boy who seems anything but healthy. He is miserable. He cried all morning, won't laugh at any of the normally funny antics we do around here and he is sleeping. A lot. So, I guess the sleep is a good thing because it stresses me to have an inconsolable baby. But, then, it stresses me because he isn't up and feeling normal. Ugh. I just want him to get better fast.