The boys had a good morning and were just fine when I checked in on them at lunch.
Allan continued his run of nasty smelling diapers. They have been giving him breast milk with fortifier in it and while it is packing the ounces on him, it makes for some stinky poos. I baby-wiped him and changed his little outfit, but the funk was clinging to him. Other than that, he was doing well. He seems to be retaining less fluid and his oxygen requirement has been coming down. Other than having his eyes checked later, his life is pretty good at the moment.
Griffith wasn't having as good a day. He is pooping which is good. And he got more milk today and really slurped it down. So that was good, too. But he pulled out his IV last night and the one they put in to replace it didn't hold. When I got there at lunch, they were having to find a new spot for it. It makes him so mad when they do that. They are also going to check his eyes(which he hates) and they are doing a couple more tests to see if they can locate a source of his infection. So, basically, people are going to be trifling with him all day and he is going to be worn out from fighting with them. I imagine that a little loving from the grandparents will make it seem a little better.