Yesterday was awful. It marked Day 7 of no bowel movement, and Carina was miserable. We tried everything we could to get her to go on her own and then called the doctor back. When they heard how loudly she was screaming they asked for me to bring her in so they could do an abdominal exam.
Sad face |
So M opened the suppositories, took one look at them, and then looked at me, "this is NOT going to be fun for her, or us."
I will spare you the details, let's just say that we couldn't even get it in before she started straining, screaming, crying hysterically, and trembling; breaking our hearts in the process. I have never seen her in so much pain. And because I'm sure you value whatever meal you just ate, I won't tell you why we needed to throw out a plastic baby spoon...
It lasted about an hour, and then she fell asleep immediately afterwards. I hope to never relive that again - and I'm sure she does, too.
P.S. I can't tell you all, my readers, how much I love you. With all of my posts, Facebook updates, and Tweets about poop I was sure that I would lose a bunch of followers. Somehow I have managed to gain a few in the last couple days. I really appreciate your suggestions yesterday, as well as your help and support. <3 you, seriously.
P.S.S. I woke up to find that ColonBlow.com is now following me on Twitter. LOL, that's all I got.