10/4/05

Decision Time
We thought about it all weekend and set ourselves a goal of making a decision about whether or not to pursue the surgery by Sunday. And survey says.....we decided to do it! We feel good about Dr. R's abilities and are confident that he is the best surgeon out there. We decided that there is a 95% or more chance that in a few years we would make the same decision, so we may as well do the surgery now and get it over. We also felt that it would be better to do it when Miles was younger, and after discussing it with my friend who's son recently had the surgery, our thoughts were confirmed. Her son did the surgeries this last year when he was 3 1/2, and she felt that kids were less scared and more cooperative at that age (since they don't understand surgery and since they're fairly easily pacified with treats, toys, etc.). So I'm feeling good about our decision again. I guess I just had to have a little freak out session. From what I hear, it's perfectly normal and most parents go through it.

So here's how big a dork I am and shows how much in denial I've been. I've been thinking we have lots of time to buy tickets, etc. We've been putting that off, since we haven't got a definite go ahead from the insurance company. Well, last night I suddenly sat bolt upright in bed with my heart pounding. Oh my god, the surgery is in 3 1/2 weeks! ACKKKKK!!!!! Brian had the same reaction when I said something to him, so I guess I'm not the only dork in denial.

We want to buy tickets today, but Brian spoke to Dr. R's office about some stuff and the worker there told him that we won't get pre-approval since it's out-patient surgery. I COULD JUST FUCKING KILL HIM! He didn't press her for more info, because "Well, I thought maybe that was something you guys had discussed." Hello? Wouldn't I mention that to him? It's pretty damn important! It annoys the hell out of me that I can't trust him to make phone calls, because he doesn't ask appropriate questions and get all the necessary information. I feel like I have to do everything myself. So now I'm trying to get a hold of the woman at the office and of course, I can't. CRAP. I suspect my blood pressure is sky high right now.

Okay, now some nice things about my husband. Sunday was our 7th anniversary and we had a really nice dinner. We went to a seafood restaurant downtown and then had a couple drinks in the bar next door: a really cool art deco place called the Cruise Room. Fancy martinis and an awesome atmosphere.

Despite the times he drives me nuts, I love B so much. He's the best husband and father ever. I really lucked out. It's hard to believe it's been 7 years. We had the most beautiful wedding, and it seems like it was just a short while ago. I guess time flies when you're having fun!