The Gift

Raina has been vomiting on a more or less daily basis since completing her chemotherapy. It's been hard to watch, particularly as she's been on meds which should prevent her from getting nauseated. With the number of other things that are going on (i.e. brain tumor, viral pneumonia, weakened immune system, being gassed up on antibiotics and weird supplements) we were on the verge of giving up trying to figure out a root cause until the next round of chemo was over. Raina, presumably irritated with our lack of conviction and/or intellect solved the equation with a rather violent vomiting fit that brought up her nasojejunal tube (aka her feeding tube)... after which point she was virtually a new baby. In the 24 hours since, she smiled, sat up to play, started verbalizing again, ate a random sampling of baby treats and has not gagged or vomited once. In lieu of making semi-educated guesses about why the lack of NJ tube has improved things, I'll take this opportunity to report that we are enjoying every minute.