Time to post already?

Hey All,

You know that thing you do, something that you only have to do once a week? Like cutting your nails, mowing the lawn or showering? :) That's what my blog posts have become, something I only do once a week. Honestly that's not my master plan, but seeing that were back to real world time and off hospital time, I've come to one assumption, hospital time allows for alot more blogging time. In the real world its hard to squeeze the blog in. But, we'll keep typing away!

Colby is doing really well, he keeps progressing as the days go by. He has been rolling over now from his back to his belly and from his belly to his back. He has been talking more too, his vocab now includes a girly type scream and "blah,blah,blah" so that's been very exciting. He's also starting to sit up and very soon should be a sitting stud. He hasn't decided to go back to eating cereal just yet, but seeing him eat cereal before all this crazy stuff went down leads me to believe once he figures it out again he'll be eating us out of house and home. Colby also hates taking his medicine, OMG does he hate it. He cries and throws his head back and squirms, we feel so bad for him, the dose is large and it tastes bad, at least that's what we hear. We did get it flavored but I think now its just some nasty tasting strawberry stuff. So as we try to give it to him, he squirms, we miss his mouth or he chokes on it and we continue trying to maneuver this cheap little Walgreen syringe to get into his mouth. Its kinda like in Star Wars when skywalker and his boys are trying to drop the bomb into the death star to blow it up. They have to wait till they get to just the right spot and time it perfectly, me too. I'm in my little X-wing fighter and Colby's moving all around, his mouth on total lock down, then he calms for a second, opens his eyes, pops a little smile and BAM I swoop in and drop a shot of Phenobarb right in there, hit the target spot on. Then two seconds later I crash and burn as I push way to much in, he coughs it up and it becomes a red syrup-y nightmare! Probably how it looks on the set of some second rate horror flick. Red Syrup everywhere! This stuff stains too. Yuck! The worst part of not getting all the meds in Colby is obviously the worry that he won't get his proper dosage. Its one of those deals where he seems to be getting most of it most of the time. They did say to us, I think in the hospital, that if he misses some by dribbling or coughing it up, that its okay, but still we worry. Today we came at Colby together I held his head and Jess gave him the meds, it worked so much better. We got it done alot faster too. Which leads us up to his seizures.