Surgery...

We're back from Iowa City, and very simply .... my little boy will need surgery. Dr. Jon had prepared us that Andrew would need to have the procedure done, and sent us to the University Hospital to meet with a specialist. As much as I was hoping it was "cosmetic" or "not medically necessary", sadly it is, and unfortunately much worse/more severe than I originally thought. In any event, I'll be getting a call from his office this week to set up the surgery date. He was guessing they were about 3 or 4 months out. The surgery should take around 2 hours, and then we'll have to stick around for several hours afterward in recovery. 14 days later, we'll go back to have tubes removed and make sure everything is alright...

As awful as I feel about my little boy needing a major surgery, I walked away from the hospital on Friday feeling so blessed..... so thankful that my children are healthy ......... so incredibly grateful that there is nothing seriously wrong with any of them. While we were walking around the hospital, we saw so many seriously ill children -- in wheelchairs, with tubes running in every direction, with little or no hair, you get the idea.... Both Matt and I couldn't help but feel so blessed that our children are healthy, strong, and full of life. As much as I'm dreading putting
Andrew through the strain of surgery, I'm also very aware, that in the grand scheme of life, this is nothing. In a matter of months, the surgery will be nothing more than a memory and he'll never remember the pain.