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
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
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.
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
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