We went to the doctor's yesterday. Not for a well visit, but because the J Man has been out of sorts for the past five days or so (read as screaming like a girl in a horror movie ... over and over and over). They suspected an ear infection and, frankly, so did I and so in we went.
The verdict?
It's his belly.
Shoot.
Joey's motto.
On a positive note, his ears, nose, and throat are perfect :o). However, she found large amounts of gas in his little tummy and some other symptoms are indicating that his body is experiencing a "clinical intolerance" as she put it. Apparently the dairy I reintroduced last week is not sitting well with my bug and it's got to go.
The nurse practitioner was a doll and referred to Joey as "bug" and "the prince and the pea." What?!? How did she know this is what I call my little boy? Joe and I smirked.
While my diet is shrinking again... dinner last night? thai noodles and peanut butter.... J's is rapidly expanding. So far squash, carrots, green beans, prunes, peas, and pears has passed those little lips. Yummmm.
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