They are going to up her dose of propanolol since she has gotten bigger. She'll stay on that dose until we visit again when she's 6 months old. If she doesn't show any signs of SVT episodes they'll keep her on that same dose, even as she gets bigger, until she's one. At that time they'll be able to tell if she's grown out of it or not. The dr. said about 60% of kids grow out of it so we hope that includes Ruby. If not, they can keep her on medication and do an ablation, if needed to fix it, when she's 5.
Toward the end of the appointment I was holding Ruby in a blanket since she was just in her diaper. I had her resting on my legs and she pooped. A few moments later I felt something warm down there, but thought it was something with my own crazy body (seriously, having babies makes you not even flinch at unknown fluids down there). But, magically and mysteriously, it blew out her diaper, missing the blanket but landing all across the crotch of my pants. Yellow poop on black pants is not pretty. And I didn't even realize that's what it was until I was already walking down the hall. I did a very awkward walk to my car.
In other news, Mark and a kind neighbors spent a cold wet Saturday morning chopping down 4 dead trees from out backyard and haul them to the curb in time for the city clean up.
I'm cleared to get back to doing normal stuff physically, so yesterday I walked to the park and then jogged around twice. Respiratory wise I felt fine, but I felt all my body parts working to get myself moving. I better understand why out of shape people never want to take those first steps toward a 5k. I can't believe how sore I am today! I didn't think I'd be sore at all.
Baby steps to getting my muscle back.
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So glad about Ruby. Here's to hoping she grows out of it! And that pile...was epic!
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