So this week I've been hypersensitive about ANYTHING germy coming anywhere near our little guy, or me, if possible. Yesterday, my luck ran out. Fortunately, his has continued. So I spent yesterday curled up on the couch while William took care of all the meds, feeds, alarms and so on. I sat on a stool and tried not to touch while giving directions on making his foods. I really, really missed cuddling the little guy, but still hoping he doesn't get it. So far, so good.
But I did finally bite the bullet and update his medical history and schedule. If we do have to go in, I don't want to try to remember what meds changed when, and what his new formula ratio is. Especially since I have to look at my card each time I make it still.
|Look who we found hanging out|
On Wednesday, he went for his monthly Synagis vaccine. This one is based on weight. He's gained just over two pounds since his last one. When you only weigh around 20 pounds, that's a lot. So they're scaling back his calories a little bit. My chunky monkey is going on a diet. Maybe I ought to join him? Nah.