I'm writing from the ER where Seamus is in the midst of a clean out. They want to admit him but the only room available was a shared room so we all decided it was better to stay in the ER for now where we have a private "room." Hopefully, tomorrow they'll find us a single room on the floor.
I'm not a doctor but I've sure seen enough x-rays to know he's pretty blocked up. They clean him out with Go-lytely which is what we do at home, but here they can give him huge doses and monitor his blood levels. Sometimes it takes days and days of the stuff. This is the first time he's really cried and complained of pain so we know it must be really bad. Usually when we are here he's happy and laughing so no one can believe how bad off he is, until they see the x-rays, but this time they really believed it just looking at his face. Instead of asking the kids how they feel on a scale of 1 to 10, they use a pain scale with little faces on it and ask the kids to pick the face that looks like how they are feeling. Seamus went right for the "10" face with a frown and tears streaming down. It made me cry because I had no idea he was in that much pain.
Please keep Seamus in your thoughts and prayers tonight.