I am finally back home after my "vacation" at lovely St. John's hospital!! I wish I could say that I feel fantastic, but it's definitely going to be a recovery process. They sent me home on antibiotics, steroids, acid reflux meds, a plethra of other OTC junk, as well as with a prescription for Vicodin, which I hope I won't have to use... Unfortunately, as much progress as I had made on Monday and Tuesday was kinda negated by yesterday's experience with solid food. I realize that it's just going to take some time for my gut to heal.
While the last 2 months has been really tough, I feel better knowing that I hadn't been exposing the baby to all of these treatments during such an important time in his/her development. But what it really boils down to is that I was too stubborn to admit that I needed more medical attention and that allowed the pain to just get out of control. I may regret this later, but I hope that the little bugger got some of this trait because that means he/she will continue to fight to get as big and healthy as he/she can be. Thanks again for all the company and well wishes. It has definitely been appreciated by us both. Well, I'm tuckered out, so I'll talk to everyone later!