Well, I am in NYC and all seems to be going well with one of my boys — the little one. He’s settled into his new day care OK and I think he’s now officially on Eastern time.
As for the big boy, we don’t know. He went in to get his MRI yesterday evening. I wasn’t even able to be in there with him, because we had the (little) boy with us. But it was mostly uneventful. Just a test. And the results are delivered to his doctor. So we wait.
Meanwhile, his general practioner called him last night, and left a message, which we didn’t get until this morning. The doctor left his cell phone and said for DH to call as soon as he could. He said he had some results from the eye doctor. So he called this morning and got voice mail. We are on pins and needles waiting for the return call, wondering what’s so important that a doctor gives his cell phone and says to call right away. Deep breath.
All fingers, all toes, crossed and hopeful.