Miracles

All of my dedicated followers would be furious that we were to the hospital Tues. and haven't posted until now. Fortunately, there aren't any, so I'm off the hook.

Here's what happened...

We made our way to the children's hospital after what felt like a decade of waiting, then of course waited about half an hour past our appointment time before we met with him. His name is Dr. McPhalen and he is part of the cranio-something team. Right away when he came in, I got this weird vibe from him like we shouldn't be there. I found out talking to Alan later that he felt the same way. He asked us to explain why we thought we were there, which I did, then he examined Evan's head and said, "I think this is going to be a good visit for you guys.". Then he asked if we'd got the x-rays there, and we had, so he went out to check them. About 10 mins later he came to get us to show us the scans. It was pretty cool actually, but the important thing was that you could see that no parts of his skull were fusing, so my son does NOT have scaphocephaly! Yay Evan! Talk about a crappy couple of months. Oh, also my grandma passed as did my sister's cat. They were both REALLY old though.

Happy Easter!