Three Little Birds

"Don't worry about a thing,

'Cause every little thing gonna be all right.
Singin': "Don't worry about a thing,
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right!"

Rise up this mornin',
Smiled with the risin' sun,
Three little birds
Pitch by my doorstep
Singin' sweet songs
Of melodies pure and true,
Sayin', ("This is my message to you-ou-ou:")

Singin': "Don't worry 'bout a thing,
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right."
Singin': "Don't worry (don't worry) 'bout a thing,
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right!"

Rise up this mornin',
Smiled with the risin' sun,
Three little birds
Pitch by my doorstep
Singin' sweet songs
Of melodies pure and true,
Sayin', "This is my message to you-ou-ou:"

Singin': "Don't worry about a thing, worry about a thing, oh!
Every little thing gonna be all right. Don't worry!"
Singin': "Don't worry about a thing" - I won't worry!
"'Cause every little thing gonna be all right."

Singin': "Don't worry about a thing,
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right" - I won't worry!
Singin': "Don't worry about a thing,
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right."
Singin': "Don't worry about a thing, oh no!
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right!

Isaac asked to have this song playing while they reinserted the tube into his stomach through his nasal passage.

He asked for Chris Botti last time, but he has been listening to that CD straight for 36 hours.

"What do you want, Buddy? Sade?"

"No."

"Maybe some soft classical? Perhaps Bach?"

"I don't care. No wait... maybe that Bob Marley song about 'Everything is going to be alright.'"

"Three Little Birds? Sure!"
He hates the procedure.

It is painful.

The first attempt failed...

While screwing up the courage to try again we decided that he could imagine he was swallowing a whole french fry. It's the swallowing that is required to guide the tube.

Brenda sat on one side of him, I sat on the other. I gripped his hand with my left, and held his shoulder with my right.

I then held the tube while the doctor removed the guide wire.

So... the tube is in, and already nearly a liter of fluids have drained from his stomach. The pain is subsiding. The pressure on the sutures has been relieved.


Singin': "Don't worry 'bout a thing,
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right."
Singin': "Don't worry (don't worry) 'bout a thing,
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right!"

He loves that song.

Anyway... the tube is in. The stomach is draining. Now... if only the intestine will unkink and start letting the gases and fluid drain from the stomach.

More time in this hospital. They even had the balloons still from a few days ago... This almost looks like the same room.

Brenda is going to spend the night. I will be back in the morning to relieve her.

At least he is going to get the fluids he needs, and proper pain meds...