I'm having flashbacks of the old days. For years, not a weekend went by that we didn't visit the after hours clinic or hospital with one (or both) boys for one malady or another. To this day, we exchange personal holiday cards with one of the doctors who saw A&A so regularly at the after hours clinic that she became like family. These past couple of years have been different as the boys grew up and grew stronger, but this morning Ari took the familiar drive to the hospital once again for x-rays of his stomach. His digestive issues seem to be worsening, complete with bloating, constipation and accidents. We don't know (but suspect) a correlation to his eating 60 nuts/day - that's a lot of fiber for anyone to digest! The last month of Miralax and Pepcid haven't brought demonstrable results, so we're going to see what's going on inside.
When we told Ari that he was going for x-rays to help figure out what's happening with his tummy, he readily agreed, quietly telling me, "I just want it to stop hurting." Oof. What parent doesn't cringe when they hear their child utter those words, and know that they don't have the magic fix? Hopefully we'll have some answers, and can form a plan of attack, soon.
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