Saturday, May 31, 2008

Shannon and the terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day

Last night, Walker left to drive the car to LA and sell it to his old mechanic. At about the same time, Stewie had a reoccurance of the bloody stool that led to an emergency vet visit almost exactly (to the hour) a month ago. At the same time, Moira was trying out her new trick of crying and nursing at the same time, so Willow (my friend who is visiting), kindly cleaned up the mess. This morning at 6:30am I was awakened by Stewie whining, so I ran him out quickly and the same thing happened (although outside at least). We went back to sleep and I woke up again when he started throwing up and then hyperventilating. I called the vets and got an appointment for Monday morning and was told to feed him nothing but rice (I'm adding some active culture yogurt to that) in small amounts until then. Then he had another attack of bloody diarrhea, and I woke up Willow to help so someone could clean and someone could hold the baby. Stewie has had three baths since last night at 10pm, although two of them were just bum washes. Moira continues to practice her fuss eating. Really, you have no idea how fun it is to pop off the boob every few seconds so you can complain about how hungry you are.


I think I'll move to Australia.

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