What a difference a little medicine can make.
When Jake came home last Tuesday, we brought home a new prescription with us--Megace. It's commonly used for cancer patients who aren't eating enough due to appetite loss. (Not for issues of nausea and vomiting, but fortunately that hasn't been an issue with Jake.) I couldn't believe the difference it made. After the last inpatient admission, Jake didn't eat anything substantial for at least four days. This time, he's been eating well and often. He's still hovering around 90 pounds, but at least he didn't drop down 3-4 pounds as he commonly does before coming back. Weight maintenance is our goal. (For Jake at least--Chris and I are another story.)
We also celebrated his 12th birthday last Friday. I had a post in mind, but never got around to it. Maybe this week. Suffice it to say he got the gift he'd asked for and his older brother enjoys even more--an electric guitar. Lessons are forthcoming, that being my only caveat. ("If you're going to have an instrument, you're going to learn how to play it properly.")
Happy Birthday, Jacob!