Happy St. Patrick's Day!

I still need a bit more sleep, but I think I'll be a smidgen more coherent in this post. =)

Ollie had a 90mL feed at 10-ish. We'll do a 100mL feed around noon and then at 3pm we'll go downstairs for a swallow study. I'm hopeful he'll do well with that so that we can start giving him bottles and baby food again. I can tell Oliver's ready for oral feeding again. He gobbled up the Tylenol he got by mouth earlier! Mmmm...grape infant Tylenol...yum, yum, yum....

One of the other things that we got to do yesterday was new doctor education. Duke is a teaching hospital and, as I've said before, I'm a-okay with that. When the residents came through yesterday with the teaching doctor, Ollie and I gave them a primer on SMA. It's somewhat theraputic to relate Oliver's story. And Ollie was a great little example. The residents got to see his concave chest (pectus excavatum), high-arched palate, tongue fasiculations and lack of deep tendon reflexes. As usual, he was a charmer. Hopefully his big, blue eyes and big personality will leave a lasting impression on those four residents.

Well, I think Ollie's good and asleep now. So I'm going to take this opportunity to nap!

Still Progressing Beautifully

Folks, it may seem as if we're trying to deny you posts. I assure you, though, that is not the case. Things are just rolling along so smoothly that there's not much to report. As Gary Gnu would say, "No gnews is good gnews."

Oliver is sleeping right now and I plan to join him very soon. I asked the nurse to give him a dose of Tylenol every four hours through the night so that he (and I) can rest well. Tomorrow we'll get back to Tylenol as needed.

Thank you again to each and every one of you for the prayers on Oliver's behalf. Please keep them coming and please add my father to them. I know my mom is disappointed that she's not here to help, but I also know she is the best person to care for my father.

Good night!