In a few very short minutes, the Gastroenterologist with whom we met this morning banished the tentative diagnosis of Cyclic Vomiting Syndrome we’d been given at the hospital.
He’s not overly worried about the vomiting (especially with Boy Blue asymptomatic right now,) but is very concerned with Boy Blue’s weight, and lack thereof. Whereas I was happy to see that he gained seven ounces in the past week, when we look at the charts we can still clearly see that no healthy two-year old should weigh 23 pounds, or even 23 pounds and 7 ounces. Because the trend of falling off the curve goes all the way back to the little guy’s infancy (8 months,) the doctor wants to fix this before anything else.
He has some ideas as to what is going on, and we’re running more bloodwork before we proceed so I’m not going to list what we’re looking for here. No need to worry all you vicarious hypochondriacs out there! In the meantime we have to try to get him to drink one nutritional supplement drink a day. And he’s officially labled:
Failure To Thrive.
(I know it’s a clinical diagnosis, but seriously — how is that not supposed to make me feel like a neglectful mother?!?)