Nathan had a good day today, all things considered. He walked around the wing a lot with Christa. Santa also flew in for a visit and brought him a stuffed Shrek doll. He really got a kick out of the jolly fat man (Santa, not Dad).
The surgeon told Christa that they're going to do another contrast scan on Wednesday or Thursday. I have a bad feeling that this is going to reveal the finality of our situation. It's weird to think we're hoping for blockage, but at least that has a chance of being fixed.
If his intestines refuse to work, and he can't survive forever on TPN (I think most people can't), then a transplant will likely be his last chance. There are so few intestinal transplants done each year, it's hard to know what to expect. It's certainly not a rosy picture. At least we have one of the best pediatric transplant hospitals in the country, right here in Baltimore. I hope it isn't necessary.
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