Poor James had trouble keeping things down on Thursday night. Friday morning he didn't keep down his feeding or phenobarbitol. At noon he took 3 oz which he did keep down (thank God!). At 3 he wasn't interested in food, at 4 we went to the doctor.
At 5 we went into a ditch. The roads were slick!
At 6 we were pulled out and home. The kids went to bed and we thought James would be ready for some more food.
At 8 James threw up his food and phenobarb (we tubed both since he was still uninterested in a bottle) and I once again took advantage of having our family doctor's cell phone number. No wet diapers in hours and no more tears.
By 9 we were on the way to my parents' with the kids. By 11 James, Travis and I were in James hospital room.
An overnight stay, an IV, a few wet diapers and a few good bottle feedings later and we should be discharged soon.
This was not how I had pictured spending the first snow of the season, but thankfully James is safe and on his way to being 100% healthy again. Thank you for your prayers for safe travels and restored health.
If you ever wonder if God answers prayers, I want you to know that James is the answers to your prayers.