What started out as a manageable-enough process of giving him fish oil in an oral syringe turned into full combat after the first couple of days. If I knew a martial art it might have been easier, but I doubt it.
The last couple of days have been a bit better – a relative concept. It has made giving him his other reflux meds harder as he distrusts everything we give him now. He holds a long grudge about these things. I personally don’t blame him. It’s not the most pleasant stuff in the world to take.
So far, no noticeable improvements in speech or otherwise as far as I can tell, though he has seemed more chatty in the last few days. I didn’t do an in-depth statistical analysis or anything, but I think he’s been using syllables a bit more often rather than his normal R2-D2-like moans and grunts. I haven’t seen any physical side effects so far, so that’s a big positive.
It’s supposed to take a while to notice much in the way of improvements with Omega-3s. It’s hard to be patient when you pray everyday that something will work. But it’s a lot less messy than offering animal sacrifices, so we’ll hang with it.