Seriously?

I forgot to knock wood last post.

Just as we were feeling that we could start to breathe easy with this whole situation, we find blood in Cole's stool. Sorry to just spring that on you like that, but there isn't really a softer way to put it.

He seems okay, but they still don't know what the problem is. They've stopped feeding him, and put him on antibiotics just in case it's an infection. Like any of the situations he gets himself into, it could either be nothing, or it could be serious. However, they've done a number of x-rays and inspections and most of the scariest possibilities have been eliminated. He's in good spirits and is breathing fantastically and seems generally fantastic. So can we get a break here? Please?

Last night at one point the nurse was doing something (I don't remember what) and he had nothing on his face. No breathing tube, no CPAP, no big crazy hat. It was just his adorable bare face. And he was breathing. His numbers were great, his blood oxygen was perfect, his heart rate was exactly what it needed to be. He looked so normal and sweet and strong. I felt like I was looking into the future when he will be machine-independent and have a perfect digestive system. Hope hope hope.