Off to Surgery

We saw the plastic surgeon today, and I felt very good about the visit. He opened a spot for Ethan at the outpatient surgical facility, and we are scheduled to be there tomorrow at 2:30 p.m. It should take a few hours, but we'll be home tomorrow evening, and I'm grateful that Ethan doesn't have to stay overnight. My friend Michelle is keeping the girls, and I'm having Dylan ride the bus home with a friend after school, so I think I now have all my bases covered. Nathan will be able to come up to the hospital, and I'm very grateful for that, even though he'll have to head back to work after Ethan's out of surgery.

Thank you all for your words of love and kindness. I really appreciate it. Ethan was a little worried about the surgery. Mostly he didn't want them to put another needle in his lip. Now that he knows he gets to sleep through the whole thing, he's fine.

On top of everything else, I think I sprained my wrist. SO stupid! I was moving a box of Boy Scout popcorn and twisted it funny. I iced it yesterday, but typing is making it hurt, so I'm going to sign off. Luckily, it's my right hand, so I can still write the old fashioned way.