With the weekend we've had, I think I have enough material to write a country song...you know the kind that usually entail a broken car, injured dog, etc.

Brandon continued to throw up anything we gave him over the weekend and was not even able to keep down the 1oz. of water we kept trying. Ended up going back to the doctors this morning because he was dehydrated and still couldn't keep anything down. I have never seem him so lethargic every....he fell asleep on the table at the doctors which never happens...he didn't move or even make a sound when they took blood (this normally requires mom & dad to pin him down for needles....just like dad!) and then for the finally, he got not one but two suppositories and slept through it.

So far he's been able to keep down the little teaspoons of Gatorade we've been giving him which is good since they told us to take him to the hospital if he didn't keep anything down within 3 hours. I was not looking forward to having to go to the hospital and have him get hooked up to an IV....not to mention I don't know who would be worse...Brandon getting it done or mom having to watch.

So far he's been drifting in and out of sleep...hopefully he'll get better soon and everything will get back to normal. I guess the only questions left is who gets it next, mom or dad, and when?

Update: So he's apparently gone over the hump and is feeling much better now because Brandon is back to his normal self...full of energy and getting into everything. Already had 2 time outs and at this rate I think the only way he's going to sleep tonight is if we tranquelize him!