Our weekend at home was a complete bust. Each night Clayton woke up after only a couple hours of sleep, screaming in pain. We nursed him through until the pain eased, usually around 6 or 7. He would then spend the entire day recovering. We finally decided we could take it no more (it was taking me and Brian both to make it through with him), so we're back in Memphis to see if we can finally get something more concrete done.
But of course, Clayton's been all smiles since we pulled into the parking lot. He's subdued, but not acting like he feels all that bad. The docs are going to start thinking we're making all of this up!!!
We'll see what the night brings and in the morning, we meet with the attending about what's been going on.
Pray this shunt gets fixed because right now there seems to be no end in sight!!