|Pre-op photo op|
Actually, we got a call from the hospital Thursday afternoon asking if we wanted a spot on Friday. Yeah, the next day, less than 24 hours.
My first thought was, "can't do that, there's so much I have to do!" But my second was, "that's five days that I don't have to worry about him getting sick and making us cancel." Yep, we took it.
|Dropping off one last care package for Matthew|
before he heads to Canada on Monday
The rock settled in my stomach as I hung up the phone and just sat there as I rushed around, rearranging work schedules, nursing schedules and tried to think of what I was missing. I put together a final care package for Matthew to drop off early Friday morning and sent out texts to family members, blended up meals to freeze to take with us for him, and threw laundry in. All the while, the prayer kept going heavenward, "please let this work, please let him come through okay."
|Identifying the surgical sites.|
Turns out that his right ear DID have a tube in it still. But it was completely blocked up by tissue, so essentially useless. They got it cleaned out and working again, could actually see it moving the way it's supposed to. There was a lot of junk (debris in the doc's words) in his outer ear, but not as much in the middle ear, which is very good.
|Very cute pillowcase that "Jars of Hope" sent to him.|
It got here Thursday, perfect timing!
Right now, he's got the cap on his ear, mostly 'cause he's asleep. Our job is to keep it on for the next week. He's pretty sure his is to take it off and wave it around. It's a game, and he's winning.
He's still on too much oxygen to be able to come home today, but maybe tomorrow. For now, his pain is well controlled, he's happy, and I'm grateful.