The appointment was good and bad in my opinion. First the good news. After meeting Dennis, this doctor is willing to do Dennis' surgeries. He is nice and seems genuinely concerned for Dennis' comfort and safety. He
He said he is going to schedule the surgery for this month. His plan is to do an enucleation of Dennis' right eye and put in an orbital implant so that he can be fitted with a scleral shell. This all sounds great, right?
Well, here comes the bad part in my opinion. This doctor was not as optimistic as the plastic surgeon. He said that he is not sure if Dennis will be able to have his eyelids pulled together enough to support a prosthetic device. Yes, he may just be keeping my expectations low so that I will be pleasantly surprised with the result, but I was hoping that he was going to reassure me that Dennis is an excellent candidate for this procedure and will therefore have excellent results. I trust this doctor since the plastic surgeon leading up the advisory team trusts him, but at this point I guess I am saying that I am getting nervous about my baby having this surgery. He is unsure about his tear duct and just doesn't know how much give his eyelid will have until he cuts the band at the top and bottom of Dennis' eye.
Please keep Dennis in your prayers this month that the doctors will gain more knowledge about his situation and that Dennis will fare well through this surgery without any complications.
Here are some pictures from his CTscan that John put together.
After the eye appointment, we had time to kill so I took my three boys to Starbucks. I think it is so important to make individual time to do things with just one or a few of my kids so that they get some personal time with Mom. It was so nice just sitting with my boys watching them enjoy their special drink.
Jonny loves to do this at the Orthodontist's office. Can you tell how proud he is of himself?
I had to stop by Mervyn's to pick something out for my Mom for her birthday. Caleb bought these socks. Yes, he will seriously wear them.
After shopping, Caleb asked if he could treat us all to Long John Silvers. I thought this was a fine idea (although I did feel generous and pay for half while still allowing him to feel like he treated) and asked him if I should go through the drive thru or park to go inside. Caleb thought it would be better to park the car and go inside.
"Okay Caleb. Why don't you go inside and buy three of whatever it is that you wanted."
He was a little nervous about doing this all by himself with me waiting in the car but he went inside anyway. At twelve years old, I think this is good experience for him. He accidently ordered meals that came with drinks which was fine, but he needed help carrying them to the car. No big deal. Then he went back in to wait for the rest of the food. After 10 minutes, I started to get annoyed/concerned at how long it was taking and by twenty minutes I was about to turn off the car and go inside with Jonny and Dennis just to see what was taking so long. That's when Caleb walked out teary-eyed that he still hadn't gotten our food yet. He told me that he watched 10 other people which I believe because it was smack dab in the middle of lunchtime place their order after him and get their food. I looked at the receipt which said 11:19am. It was now 11:40am. I walked in there and asked for our order which was just coming up to be served, like they had misplaced it. Regardless of why Caleb had waited 2o minutes for his food while standing right up at the counter, I was angry. I not only let them know how unprofessional I thought they were (at that time I was very nice about it), but when I saw how flippant they were with a shrug of their shoulders, I went back to the car with our food and in a (mini) tirade, I ended up doing something very out of character for me. I used a swear word in front of my son, and as soon as it came out I stopped myself and slapped my own mouth to cover my lips. Seriously, I didn't know where it came from... and I felt horrible as soon as I said it. I apologized at least three times. Deep breath Christine. It will be all right. I am not so concerned about Jonny or Dennis picking up on it because they were busy drinking a soda, but I just felt so irresponsible about letting this word slip out of my mouth... language I vowed many many years ago not to use anymore. Sigh. Just one of the many less than stellar moments of my parenthood.
Baboonya (my mom) gave Jonny birthday donuts to eat when we went to her house. he shared them with Caleb. She lives a couple minutes away from the orthodontist's office that we go to and we try to visit her every time we're out here. Happy Birthday Mom!
Before we got home, I had to pick up Adam's guitar from the Music store (it ended up needing an additional $25 worth of work), and stop by the grocery store to stock up on bananas and milk for the weekend.
It was a no brainer for me what Anna, Andrew, and William's chore was going to be today.
Disclaimer: I am expecting Anon to comment on this post about my pottymouth. Believe me, I am not proud. I didn't have to share it, but as you always hear me say....... I am keeping it real.