Two Doctor's Appointments

Took the day off today, because we had TWO doctor's appointments - one mid-morning, one mid-afternoon, BOTH downtown, but we had to run back home between. Crazy. It made for an interesting day.

First, we took Eden to Shriner's for what we thought was a routine glove-fitting appointment. As always, her OT took a look at her hands and when we pointed out that a couple of her fingers have started to curve in a little, they brought in a surgeon to take a look. Before we knew it, we were talking about scheduling a surgery either at the end of the month or in September. We ended up deciding to have a final consult September 7 and a surgery later in the month. Almost exactly a year after this whole thing began.

They might do some sort of laser treatment on her arms while she is under, but the primary reason for the surgery is to release the scar on one of her fingers. This is a temporary thing, and she will almost certainly need another graft on her palm, but they think it is probably still too soon to jump into re-grafting right now. So, back to the hospital we go. One year later.

Thinking about this new surgery takes me back to that horrific day, to that horrific first few months after the accident. I know - I KNOW - that she is going to be just fine, that it could have been much worse, that this will all work out for her good in the end, but it doesn't change the fact that it really, really sucks that she has to deal with it at all. And it also sort of stinks that we're going to be dealing with this in September again. Re-living and living at the same time, as I told Bryan. I'm not looking forward to my baby being put to sleep again, having to wake up with that terrible croupy cough, having to be in pain with recovery. I took a few moments this afternoon (in our apartment, by myself) just to cry that out for a bit. Mourning it.

Then, mid-afternoon, we headed out for our first OB appointment. I'm seeing a new OB, so I got to meet her for the first time, and everything I'd heard about her was true. She's at a big hospital but it feels like a small practice. She was right on time for my appointment, and it moved along quite nicely (no excess waiting around in my exam room, etc). That was good thing #1. Good thing #2 was hearing the baby's heartbeat for the first time!! Yay! And given our history with this little one's heart beat, I was a little anxious. But it was perfect and right where it should be.

God knows my heart so well! We got our appointment for our "big" ultrasound - you know, THE ultrasound - and it is scheduled for September 9. Yes, people, that's right. God decided to give us a big fat bright spot right in the middle of that month I'm not looking forward to. A big distraction, the day before the anniversary of the accident. I took a moment this afternoon to cry in thankfulness for that. What a blessing!

All in all, it was a very emotional day. Glad it ended on a high note, looking forward to getting my big girl from daycare and hearing about her day (and hoping - hoping! - that the teacher says she had a SECOND DAY IN A ROW with no accidents at daycare!).