Surgery month has arrived… which means tomorrow is the only day I have nothing on my calendar. Seriously.
We have some very dear friends coming to town on Wednesday and from the moment I pick them up from the airport, it’s a whirlwind. I’m pretty sure I will blink and it will be surgery time.
Another great thing happening this month before surgery is that my dad is flying in for a visit. He is unable to be here for the actual surgery, so he’s visiting a week or so before hand. I know Z is super excited to see Grandpa.
Last month we crossed a bunch of items off the to do list (bunk beds purchased and assembled, family pictures planned and taken, just to mention a few), so now I’ve started my pre-surgery planning, which mostly consists of starting a packing list for the boys.
I had a hilarious conversation with Z this morning when I said “Hey! It’s May! Do you know what that means?”
He replied “Hospital. [mumble…toddler words…something I couldn’t understand].” After several minutes I finally figured out he was saying “new scar.” Which is true.
So that is where we are at, figuring out all the logistics and details of what actually needs to be done when surgery time arrives.