Two nights ago I took this picture, while Levi was watching a movie, to take into our appointment with the Dr we really don't like who just happens to be the best paediatric ophthalmologist ever. He also happens to be Levi's ophthalmologist. You know when you think, "maybe is just me" or "maybe he is just having a bad day (every time we see him)"? Well. He has no bed-side manner. In fact, I'd go so far as to say he has a big black-hole that sucks in everything around him where his bed-side manner should be. He is rude, he doesn't greet or bother with names. He mumbles. He makes annoying noises to get your kid to look at him - and the kid does look at him, but only to shoot him a "do I look like a puppy to you dude?" death stare.
I called a friend who I knew had worked as a scrub nurse in a few paediatric theatres locally, to ask who the best person to move Levi's eye care to, was. She said there was one really good guy. Just happens to be who we are already with. A doctor who may have stomped his feet like a child in theatre and thrown a scalpel or two in his day. But a doctor who, despite this, is somehow the best at what he does. Kids eyes.
I've given up on trying to get a straight story out of said doctor. I no longer have the need to deal with him, or his secretary. All because somehow, by the grace of our all knowing God, Levi's seemingly eternal wait for surgery is over. The date we were given last week was June. Today I got a call to say that they have a slot for his surgery NEXT Wednesday. I don't care about the million people who I'm sure are ahead of us in the que - they called us and I took the opening. I haven't even looked at my diary to see what I was going to be doing next Wednesday... Nothing is more important. I also don't care that the doctor said they wouldn't do it sooner privately because we needed to wait till June for some reason, and now he is doing it next week. Like I said - we cant get a straight story out and that no longer matters.
Once this is all over and done with - like maybe next Thursday!!!- I will write a long post detailing the whole story about Levi's eyes, as I realise looking through my posts on it you'd swear it was state secret, the way I've so cryptically avoided all the details. Truth is I've just been avoiding having to deal with all of the emotions that came with those details. Hopefully, come a week from today, those details will all just form part of a long miserable story with a big fat happy ending.
For now I get to rejoice in the new concerns of general anaesthetic and creative ways to keep him from ripping the cannula out of his arm. I've never been happier. More happy family news announcements to follow tomorrow. I cant let them out all in one day!
I'm sorry if some of this doesn't make sense. I have nappies to change and no time to proof read. Horror.