The miracle of modern medicine

No, I don't just say this because I am a physician and married to one (and the daughter of one for that matter). We have witnessed a miracle in our house this week. 2 posts ago, I talked about our screamer. Well, turns out the poor little guy must have been screaming in pain at least some of the time. Matt and I have wondered if Sam had reflux because every now and then he will start screaming and not stop until he throws up an entire bottle, and then seems better (those that traveled with us have witnessed this). Recently, he's been arching his back and crying during mealtime in his highchair and refusing to take a bottle in the reclined postition. And it's pretty hard to give a baby a bottle upright. So I talked to our pediatrician about it at his 9 month visit last week (where he weighed 22 pounds, 10 oz -- chunker!!), and she gave us a prescription for Zantac to hold onto. Tuesday night he had another of his screaming/bottle puking episodes, and Matt said he wasn't coming home Wednesday unless there was Zantac in the house.

Since we started zantac, we have a different baby on our hands. No crying at bedtime, very little screaming (unless his brother or sister steals his toy, or he's sleepy, or he wants a bottle, or he's hurt), and he eats like a horse! Zantac has truly brought about a miracle at our house! Praise the Lord!