Since Wednesday, Quinn has been on close observation for any indications she is continuing to have trouble digesting her food. As the nurse and I crane over each new diaper to look for signs of blood or improved absorption, I feel as though we are reading the tea leaves for Quinn's digestive fortune.
The all-breastmilk plan was quickly foiled when she restarted her antics of shooting her mother with explosive diarrhea when within close range (she's just testing my reflexes and sense of humor I'm sure).
Yesterday morning I had bargained with the doctors to not reintroduce formula for another day or two until her system proved to be able to digest plain breastmilk. My hope that Quinn was over this setback and back on the mend were further dampened by her continued lethargy and the brevity of her states of alertness. I argued that if they gave her formula and it caused yet another upset (or worse, another bloody stool), then she might have an even harder time recovering.
For the moment the doctors acquiesced, but by yesterday afternoon her loose stools caused them to decide to give her nourishment through a formula that is so simplistic it's as if it were predigested (meet Quinn the penguin!).
Within six hours, that formula did it's magic and for the first time in weeks Quinn was pooping like she hadn't been marinating in salt water. (Who needs antidepressants when poop can bring infinite happiness?!)
The other spectacular thing is that along with putting her gut back on track, the penguin food also brought back Quinn's fiestiness (as she demonstrated when I put her to the breast and she immediately tried to gum me to death). So, our girl is definitely back and with a bite!
All the best from the bowels of the NICU!
J & the Penguin
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Glad that things are working out well.
Jonas
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