Home again, home again.

Right before surgery with a naso-gastric tube going down his nose into his tummy.
Right after surgery, still out from anesthesia.
Back in his hospital room.
Close up of his belly.
Oma and Opa visiting their youngest grandson
Arie came home on Saturday. He's doing MUCH better and seems very happy to be home. I think adjusting to the new feeding tube is more of an issues for mommy and daddy than for him! It's pretty time consuming, and I feel like all I ever do is feed him either by food bottles, food by mouth, or food by tube.

Pain wise he is much better. We're just giving him Tylenol, Zantac, and his antibiotic now (through the tube... a HUGE blessing for a baby who HATES meds!).
We've already given him a few feedings, but the one last night (during the night) was AWFUL. The tube became unattached over night, so he woke up SOAKED with liquid. We finally figured out what we did wrong, so hopefully that wont happen again. He gets fed via. tube after every meal, and all night long.

My biggest fear is that he will roll around all night long and either strangle himself with the tubing or yank it out. Ben's biggest fear is that our really really stupid English Bulldog "Gertie" will see it and think it's a toy. Yuck.
I'll just keep my fingers crossed about all of that.