Why Is He Upset and How Long Will It Continue?

Will spent much of the weekend's nights crying, thrashing, and vomiting as he fought some intense abdominal pains.  It may be due to the anti-seizure medicine, so we're hoping he gets used to it soon.  He was a bit of a bear this afternoon, too, but napped for two hours (albeit interspersed with crying, thrashing, and vomiting) and has now gone to sleep peacefully and soundly so far.  May he get a good night's sleep so Maggie and I can do the same.

I spent much of today searching for a particular piece of paper, but to no avail.  Its deadline is nearing, but I'm confident it will surface.  I also shopped using store credit at Home Depot for a nice tree skirt and using coupons at BJ's Wholesale Club to resupply our pantry with, among other things, dishwasher detergent pouches and dog biscuits.  Our storage unit is slowly getting its contents removed, too.  Today saw gift wrap, a couple of books, and some foam floor tiles for Will come home.  On the way, I stopped to visit our mechanic to ask him to check our 2002 Subaru Outback.  It has an exhaust leak (again) which was just noisy, but now is making the cabin smell, so I'd like to have it repaired before I fumigate ourselves.

Will was upset at the end of his nap which coincided with the completion of his dinner, so I got him up, tried to soothe him, caught most of his vomit, changed his diaper, and was carrying him downstairs to strap him into his chair when I noticed a vehicle in our driveway.  Maggie was out having dinner with friends, so I though she was home, then I thought it was probably Marie and/or Glenn, stopping by to deliver something or get something, like their leaf blower that currently resides in our shed.  Instead, I find that our pastor and his wife have come to visit and bring a Christmas gift.  I got Will into his chair and stuck a toy on his tray (industrial-strength Velcro is a wonderful thing!), then warily toured them through the house as they haven't seen it before.  It was sadly not very presentable, but I told myself that friends don't care and understand.  Maggie arrived as they were leaving, so we all talked for few minutes, then she and I settled into the living room to be with Will, finish decorating our tree, fold laundry, eat some dinner, and see what gift was just delivered.  We find ourselves truly blessed as in the bag they left under our tree was an Apple iPad with a cover, a dock, and a monitor connector.  It's impossible to say anything other than that we are very, very thankful.