Once more, and perhaps, hopefully not though, again

Well, I have been MIA. I know. Dylan had his eye surgery on the 2nd. We had his recheck on the 5th. The day of surgery went well. He woke up screaming and nothing I could do could comfort him. Of course he immediately went after his eyes. Once they gave him some more morphine he started to calm down. Then he sucked down some apple juice and we were able to come home with the full sheet of instructions. The complete do and don't list.

Anyway, he actually has done pretty good, of course mom and dad take it harder. And so for almost the past week we have literally had to follow him around to keep him from doing anything on the don't list. Its wearing, no exhausting. Thursday at his recheck however his eyes still aren't where they are suppose to be so back in a month and that will tell us if another surgery is needed. Please Please pray no! I'm surgeried out. Brennon has his tonsils and adenoids coming up April 2nd and really I'm ready to get off this surgery roller coaster ride and puke. We've had enough!

I have a sad, well, perhaps more heart wrenching story to share with all this.

Emma was at school when surgery happened. She felt for him, she really did she was worried about him she remembers what its like. After school she proceeded to homework and some cartoons and it was right before dinner I'm sitting on the floor with him and she comes to get a good look. She looked right into his little eyes and started crying, quietly tears poured down her sweet tender cheeks her little heart broken for his pain. So of course I pull her right next to me my eyes tearing up and Jim comes in to seeing all this estrogen flowing from us females and his heart melted too. That is my little Emma-Jean, sweet, sensitive little girl. I love her.