Dennis kept rubbing his eye till it finally bled-- I bandaged it once more thinking that his new skin graft was dying. How disappointing to think we had done this last surgery for nothing. I prayed and left it in God's hands since we wouldn't be seeing the surgeon until tomorrow afternoon. This morning the receptionist called to confirm his appointment and I explained what had happened. Thankfully we got in early this afternoon for his follow-up visit. Praise the Lord for the good news! Though the stitch that was taped to his forehead to stretch his eyelid only did its job for 2 days instead of five (because Dennis pulled it and then I trimmed it) it looks as though the skin graft is taking! The surgeon showed me how to change the dressing for the next week and told me not to worry.
So I won't! I mean I will try not too.
Tomorrow is the first day that we have absolutely nothing planned. No doctor appointments, no grocery trips-- oh but wait! A certain man that I know is turning 42. :)
HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOHN! I LOVE YOU! THE KIDS ADORE YOU!