Good news and Bad news

Do you want the good news or the bad news first?

Well, the bad news is last night about 11:15, I tried to change Seamus' diaper while he slept. His feeding tube got caught on his pants and pulled right out. Well, not completely, and James (not me, I can't stand to do it) was able to push it back in. But we had to go to the ER to replace it because it wasn't going to stay in.

We made it to the ER about 12:15 and after a little wait, we got right in and the docs saw us. Seamus was actually happy to be there. He loves the stickers and all the attention. Since we are no longer using the j-tube portion of the gj-tube that goes into his intestines, they were able to replace it right there with a g-tube that only has a 2 cm tube going into the stomach. That's the good news, if you couldn't tell. That means we didn't have to call repeatedly to set up an appointment so Seamus could come back and go under anthesia to have the Internal Radiologists place a tube in his jejunem. That's great progress.

By 2:00 AM we were ready to leave but Seamus wanted no part in it. He cried because he wanted to stay there. He got over it as soon as we got in the car and I thought he'd fall instantly asleep but he sang the whole way home and was up this morning at the regular time, no worse for wear.