Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Conor's Wedge

It's no secret that our little Conor has a major case of acid reflux. We lovingly call him Barfy Boy for a very good reason — the boy can upchuck like no other!

He's been on medication for it since he was 2 months old. The meds help, but not as much as we'd hoped. At his 4-month doctor's appointment last week, Conor's pediatrician recommended we go to the OT/PT people at Children's Hospital to have them custom make a wedge for him. Boy! Did they ever make a wedge for him. This thing is gigantic. It keeps him at a 30-degree angle; the idea is we're giving gravity a chance to keep everything in his stomach as much as possible.

The first night on the wedge was a bit tricky. Conor had no inclination whatsoever to sleep on it. I don't blame him. It felt weird and smelled like funky foam adhesive and it was in a room he'd never slept in before (until that night he'd slept in our bedroom in his bouncy seat). It took 45 minutes to get him to sleep on it the first night. Each time I put him on the wedge, he'd wake up and start screaming. Last night was night number two and it went much smoother. He fell asleep on my shoulder after his last feeding and easily transitioned to the wedge.... whew! Conor slept through the night both nights on the foam; I'm not sure if that is a coincidence or the wedge. Whatever the reason, I'll take it!!

Here is our sleeping Prince Charming on his massively industrial wedge.

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