Tomorrow is a big day for my little man.
Remember the afternoon we spent in the ER a few months ago? That really was never resolved completely, or in a way that made me happy. In other words, the underlying problem never went away. So when we got fairly well settled "up here" I took him to the local pediatrician. She immediately set us up with a referral to a pediatric urologist. We saw him on Earth day, April 22nd.
That was 11 days ago.
Canaan has surgery scheduled for tomorrow. Things have moved quickly.
It is a fairly simple procedure, so I am told. I won't go into too many details, but we are supposed to be out of the hospital in approximately 5 hours, once surgery actually gets started. Sounds pretty cut and dried (forgive the pun) to me.
I am just slightly stressed because he has to be "knocked out", and I think that is my job to worry, right? So, I am giving him extra kisses tonight, and placing him in my Savior's hands.
And since we have to leave the house at 6:30 in the morning, I am heading to bed.