I’m so nervous this morning, I’m thinking of having a bowl of Xanax Krispies for breakfast.

Baby M has his big swallow study in less than 2 hours.

The last one was in June.

He failed.

Boy, did he fail.

He aspirated on his second or third swallow of barium-laced milk.

And then he proceeded to bomb his test by also aspirating on the rice-cereal thickened milk.

We gave him a good talking to about being so unprepared for his test that not only did he fail it on all levels, he also did so SILENTLY.

Meaning he didn’t even cough when he aspirated.

Tsk, tsk, tsk.

I went into that swallow study thinking he was gonna ace it.  So much so that I went alone with baby M and didn’t even take my hubs.

I don’t think I even need to share with you the devastation of standing there alone with my baby and finding out those results.

Let’s just say, it’s one of those times that you thank God for what happens to your body when you go into shock.

It was a very, very useful biological function for me for, say, 6 months or so.

Now it’s been 4 months since the last test, and Meyer has been burning the bottle at both ends, staying up nights studying peas, squash, green beans and sweet potatoes.

All in small amounts, of course.  Cramming isn’t healthy.

We think he’s ready.

His feeding therapist thinks he’s ready.

And shortly we shall see.

He has his game face on.

With some luck, there may not be a tube attached to it for too much longer.

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