A case for choosing life
Jessica and I have been to the hospital more times than we care to consider. All that has come with great cost, but great benefit too. I’d like to impart something. Not wisdom — I wouldn’t assume that much hubris; but at least experience, and perhaps understanding.
With all the craziness lately, I never wrote about Namine’s most recent trip to the dentist last month. Some pretty important points were discussed.
2014 in review
I started out the year writing about Wolff’s Law. It seems fitting now, seeing how Namine has grown, and continues to grow — despite the assurances of doctors.
We didn’t have the chance to go shopping for Namine’s Christmas dress until this past weekend. By this point, most stores have already moved onto Spring clothing, so Christmas clothing was in short supply.
Yesterday Namine had a clinic appointment to follow up on her frenectomy. Frenulotomy. Frenulectomy. Just pick a word, I guess.
Namine’s frenulectomy has come and gone with no surprises. This is good; when it comes to surgery, we don’t like surprises. We did receive an unpleasant surprise on the day of surgery, however.
We made it home safely from the hospital. Namine is doing well, and in no pain.
Namine is in recovery now, and she’s doing well. Her airway looks good, and we expect her to wake up soon.
Namine has a bronchoscopy and possible partial frenulotomy.
On Thursday of this past week, Namine had an appointment with her ENT doctor. In it were discussed routine things — like bronchoscopies — and scary, new things — like frenulotomies.
Two years ago today
I can hardly believe that two years ago today, Namine was in recovery after her second club foot surgery.
Jessica, Namine, and I went to the hospital yesterday morning because Jessica’s mom Charlene was having heart surgery. We weren’t sure what precisely was being done — from what I understood, it wasn’t even clear yet to Charlene, either — but at the very least, the wiring in her pacemaker/defibrillator was being replaced. I am…