Tuesday, September 16, 2008
The Bee Is Off His Butt ... blip
I've written before about our 'secret' language with Nathan. His simplistic use of words is a bit cartoonish. He recently was stung by a bee that flew up his short pants while he and I were relaxing on the hammock ... for hours and hours the trauma was replaying over and over in an endless loop of torture in his mind. This level of pain was intense for him ... and after hog tying him to apply some sting relief ointment and applying a 'magic' band aid ... he was mentally convinced the pain was gone (for a while at least). Any new pain on any place of his being is now referred by him as a 'bee off' .... only when the pain has abated he says, "bee off ... blip" ... You gotta love him.
Since the Mr. has returned to live home full time, I've noticed some different patterns to Nathan's potty habits. I won't get into graphic details ... but let's just say too many 'daddy and son' trips to McDonalds for French fries has led to a disruption to Nathan's digestion ... leading to a very, very sore bum ... (The poor kid has had colon surgery and already has problems with digestion associated with Hirschsprung's Disease). The pain was so intense that Nathan said he wanted the 'bee off his butt' ... ;) After a quick trip to the doctors yesterday, he confirmed that eating changes are needed. More protein, less of those delicious carbs ... and more fiber are a must. Benefiber is his new friend. This morning, Nathan was ecstatic: He informed me that the 'bee is off his butt ... blip' ... Praise the Lord!