In Which We Recieve A Call From Connor's GI Doctor, And I Have Mixed Feelings About It
So we got a call back from Connor's GI doc today. He thinks that Connor is experiencing a problem called Toddler's Diarrhea. The way he described it, some toddlers react to a change in their diet or a shock to their systems by having horrible, explosive diarrhea for weeks on end. It usually clears up on it's own-- he said that as long as it hasn't gone on for more than two months, we shouldn't worry about it. We'll be feeding him some yogurt to restock the bacteria in his gut that the regime of antibiotics has probably killed off, and we'll watch him for signs of dehydration, but other than that there's nothing we can do.
On the one hand, I'm relieved that it's probably not something serious. On the other hand, two months worth of explosive diarrhea? Guess I'd better start stocking up on the laundry detergent. Also carpet cleaner. And shampoo.
I'm Connor's Mom. That pretty much explains everything. I mean, raising the epicenter of cuteness in the universe is tough, but it has its moments, all right.
I should probably mention that Connor has a submicroscopic, subtelomeric unbalanced translocation 46xy der t(1)(1;15)(q42;q26.2)-- an extremely rare chromosomal disorder. He keeps me on my toes!