Connie had a good day yesterday up until about 5pm. I've really never seen him throw up as much as he did at that time. The tube came out his mouth so we gave him a break for a bit. We sat him in the high chair during dinner and he gnawed on a biter biscuit. He actually had enough saliva to start to dissolve it a bit and get some of it's flavor. He tired out and we stopped. I got over-zealous and thought without the tube in his throat he might try baby food, but that was a waste of a jar! He wanted nothing to do with it.
Then he went to bed a bit before 8 and kept waking up seemingly in pain. He never threw up until almost 10:30, but was sure acting like he had to. That same pattern kept going all night. He spent an hour or so being miserable then would throw up, then would sleep for an hour. Rinse. Repeat. All night long.
We may go look at the leaves this weekend if we can keep our eyes open long enough to enjoy them. Fall has arrived (the look of it anyway!)