"Hi folks! It's me again!"
This is quite a complacent look, I think.
Yes, we're getting ready for church here. This may be our last hurrah for warm weather clothes.


We had a busy week, a double header of specialist appointments. First, we met with the urologist, who thought we were there to talk about hypospadias. But I was there to talk about the hernia, which changed everything. Quinn is scheduled for surgery to repair it this coming Thursday, Sep 11. I thought that was a rather ominous date to schedule anything, but maybe I'm just paranoid. There's a good chance he won't have to stay overnight, and that it might only take spinal anesthesia, not general. Let's hope for both those things. I did ask the urologist when he thought a good time to do they hypospadias surgery would be. In Quinn's case, he said at least 5 or 6 more months. So I have that much time to seek a second opinion.

Our next specialist was the pulmonologist. We aged in his waiting room, but it was worth it for how well the appointment went. We got a glowing report. It probably helped that Quinn was perfectly bright-eyed and personable for the doctor, who said he looks fantastic, his lungs sound great, he's obviously thriving, and unless something drastic happens, he doesn't need to see him again at all. Woohoo! One more thing to cross off the list. Oh, and we got to weigh Quinn too. Ten pounds even on Thursday. We're watching him grow before our very eyes. We've been very blessed in his recovery. I hope and pray that continues this week, especially for his surgery.