Twelve Years

We’ve waited twelve years and three months and for the first time ever we’ve looked our son in the eyes. Plural. They’re aligned. He doesn’t have double vision, a head tilt or dimming vision. Of note: I also didn’t pass out during yesterday’s surgery or recovery… which makes it a very different experience than the other three.  

It’s Not About the Motherfucking Fax People

I guess I wasn’t clear in my earlier post. You see the fax gave me tsuris but the problem, the real problem is that my son is going to have surgery for the fourth fucking time. So yeah, HIPPA is a logistical nightmare. The surgeon is a mensch and his office staff is kind but they are in over their heads. That they won’t fax another physicians office (by the way physicians are the only dinosaurs still using those damn machines) is absurd and speaks to the fact that somehow …

Calling Dr. Freud

I can’t get my fax machine to work and everyone with a chronic condition knows that you must have a fax machine because physicians can’t email anything because of HIPPA. I think HIPPA was written to benefit psychiatrists because I’ll be needing one by the end of the day. Alexander has a pre-op appointment today. We’re going ahead with surgery #4 for strabismus. I’d hoped that we’d be able to do it in December of 2012 but for a variety of reasons it really needs to happen now. None of …

Someday I’ll Tell You About Kenmore

Traveling to Chicago in the winter is a bear. It’s cold and the traffic is miserable. If there’s only one thing you ever learn from me in your entire life let it be this: There is a train station in O’Hare Airport. Use it. I was really happy to meet so many women who I’ve followed online for years. One in particular is Bobbie who had a very serious accident on her way home. Of course I was happy to be with new and old friends but after coming home …

Surgery Day: Stuffed Bears, Smiling Nurses and Nausea

First off, there’s a little business to take care of. I was thrilled to be able to send out this screenshot to Josh over at Dad Street. I seldom do giveaways because I’m lazy and it makes me very happy that a parenting blogger has won. That was sort of the end of the joy today. Alexander had surgery at 10am, which is quite late in the world of general anesthesia. I’m happy that the time got pushed up so late because Mr. G wisely canceled his 2pm meeting in …