Tuesday June 20th - Holding Steady

My pretty boys had a good night last night.
Sweet Allan, finally fed up with all the attention going to Griffith, decided an ambush was in order. His nurse was sitting at the foot of his bed, charting, and I was changing his diaper. Despite having filled it, he apparently saved just enough in reserve so that when I lifted his legs to slide the clean diaper under him, he fired -- on the bed clothes, out of the bed and on to her chart. Without exaggeration, it was propelled a good 3 feet. He is gifted. Gifted, I tell you. And wily. He has done the explosive pooing before, but not for weeks. The pretty face hides a calculating mind. In other news, he continues to gain steadily -- 4 pounds 6 ounces. And that was after the poo.
Griffith isn't quite himself. He's still got the stomach crud, whatever it is it seems to be responding to some of the antibiotics, but he doesn't act as fiesty as usual. Still, he kept knocking part of the oxygen hood off yesterday so that the nurse had to tape the lid on it. And when they came to take his X-ray earlier this morning he tried to fight them off. He's trying to rally.
I am trying to figure out how to use the card reader to post some new photos, but have been defeated thus far. I'll try again later.