He doesn't know it yet, but we have to be at the surgery center at 6:30 am tomorrow. And if we are lucky we will be waking Luke up to make it in time as opposed to him waking up at 4:50 am as he did earlier this week.
He is going to get the one remaining tube removed from his ear and have one or both remaining holes in his eardrum patched.
I can't remember the logistics of the first surgery, though he recovered very easily and I'm hoping he'll do alright this time , too. It should be short and sweet.
He has been asking me for a ceiling fan the past few days.
"Mama, I want a cee-wing fan, Mama, pwease?"
I tell him when he goes on the potty, I will get him a fan for his very own room. That, or we'll get him one for Christmas, whichever comes first. And I'm praying it's not Christmas!
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Good luck with the surgery. We'll be thinkin' of you guys. His very own ceiling fan? I can't think of a better gift (or prize)! Nothing says I love you...to Luke...like a fan! He should be the spokesperson or something.
Hope all goes well-call and let us know, ok?
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