In Which There Is Not A Lot On My Plate

We didn't do a whole lot today, which was nice. I'm happy to say that my back has subsided to a dull ache and I no longer feel like someone is following me around randomly jabbing me with an icepick (I figure it might have been Loki, carrying it in his teeth in an effort to finish me off). Hopefully it will stay that way (dull rather than ice-picky), though I might have overextended myself a little today when I assembled and moved those new bookcases into the office. Guess I'll find out tomorrow.

It's cool enough outside now that Connor is able to wear his hearing aids again, which is very nice. They had to spend some quality time in the dehydrator because he was sweating so much it was affecting the sound quality. Also he refused to leave them in. Can't say I blame him-- I wouldn't think that having hearing aids in while you are really sweaty and hot would be terribly comfortable. Anyone have any solutions on that front so we don't end up with the same problem next summer?

With as hot as it's been, Connor hasn't really wanted to eat very much. Thank goodness for the g-tube. I've had to be careful as to how much I put in it though, as the heat seems to make his reflux really act up. I thought about it for a while and realized I'd forgotten something important: taking into account that the weather really does affect how we eat. I don't want to eat a huge meal when it's hot outside, either. Usually I end up having something cool in the morning for breakfast (like yogurt or fresh fruit), a really big salad for lunch, which is usually my largest meal of the day, and then some assortment of snack foods for dinner. There's my dinner tonight in the picture: cucumbers, cold smoked salmon, kalamata olives, a nectarine, champignon, and double Gloucester cheese. I washed it all down with a big glass of iced peppermint tea. Tasty.

Anyway, the point was not to give you a rundown of my meal (as good as it was) but to say that I think it's pretty natural, for me anyway, to want to eat smaller meals when it's so hot outside. I was disregarding the fact that Connor would probably feel the same way, and his poor tummy was letting me know it was upset with all the large meals he was getting in the only way it could. So hopefully spreading things out a little more will prevent that problem. Tomorrow I plan to feed him more often in smaller quantities. We'll see if it helps. It's hard to remember things like that sometimes; I mean, I'm given what's essentially a prescription for exactly how much food he's supposed to get a day, and it's pretty easy to just follow exactly along the guidelines without thinking about why that particular rule might not work for Connor today, while it will work for him tomorrow.

I'll try to pay better attention to what he's telling me from now on.

~Jess