i had to take Gagey to the Children's Hospital for his post-op follow-up.
It's a long drive & i had the 4 littles as the bigger 2 were babysitting.
We waited for less than 10 minutes, finally being called into a room that was big enough for the 5 of us, plus the doctor.
i like this guy.
As you may or may not know - i'm not usually a big fan of doctors - but this guy puts on no airs, he's frank & honest & confident without being cocky. He must be a father himself because he comes into the room with his hands full of suckers. He looks at Gagey's incision & his vulnerable parts & shows me that things are as they should be & tells me that this is a good sign... but makes no promises until a year post op. Gagey doesn't even flinch, sucking noisily on a green sucker.
As we're about to leave, he points to my belly & says, "y'know, it's good just to be aware that any of your other children have a 12% chance of this same thing - you would recognize it right away if you saw it again..."
We run to the van to avoid the cold, but the fresh air feels good as i chase my little ones.
One more piece of good news - one less niggling worry.
Gagey giggles as he pulls ahead of me.