Dreamers know that questions lead to answers

It's been a crazy couple of days for Kenna.

She hasn't had anything to eat since Monday afternoon.  And according to our nurses, she won't have anything to eat until at least Friday.  She has to get rid of all of the dye from the last test yesterday so that they can do an upper GI test. 

Rumor has it, she was really good.  And apparently she has been more mellow, but not in the concerning way.  The doctor was quick to assure me that she was still our little spit fire.  And I like that.

So for now, we have more questions than answers, but I have to believe that the answers will come.

There is a good chance that there is simply a blockage somewhere.  Or maybe there is some scarring from the NEC.  There has to be a reason why our baby, who used to eat like a champ and never had residuals, now doesn't digest an entire meal. 

And we need to figure it out soon.  My freezer runneth over.

Yeah, I know.  We haven't talked about my milk supply in such a long time.  I figured you kind of missed it.  All I can say is...our freezer is full.  I have virtually no solid food in it.  Thank goodness Dad and Vicki had a freezer for us.  I don't know what we'd be doing otherwise.  And to think Sam was worried we had purchased it for nothing.  Ha!

So, I'm waiting for Sam to go and visit Kenna today.  It will be a later visit.  And I'm good with that.  It gives me time to get more writing done.  I have been slacking lately.  I've just been having a difficult time concentrating on anything productive.  I've been mostly killing time until I can see Kenna.  And I know it's bothering Sam.  He's focused on work and taking care of our family.  And I focus on taking care of our family and getting Kenna well.  There's a good overlap there.

We'll get through this.  Soon we'll have the answers we need.  Kenna will get better.  And she'll come home.  Not soon enough, but for good.  And that is the happy thought I hold on to.