The surgeon's office called yesterday with a date for our consultation. As soon as I answered the phone and heard who it was, I'm pretty sure my stomach tied itself into a knot. I know that this is a positive step for Dylan, I really do. It's just....well you know...open heart surgery and all.
So, the consultation will be next Friday. To be perfectly honest, I am quite relieved that we are finally making progress with this heart surgery stuff. Oh I'm nervous, anxious, and completely stressed out as well mind you! But, I feel like for the past couple of months, it's just been this ambiguous dark cloud hanging over us...we knew that he would need surgery at some point, but everything seemed so wishy-washy. I've been living my life in anticipation. When will he start showing signs of heart failure? It should have happened by now! Wait, is he sweating? Is he sleeping more than usual? Is his mouth bluer than usual? Ugh...I will be incredibly happy to not have these worries constantly swimming around in my brain anymore.
Now we are moving forward. We have a set date to meet with the surgeon who will then give us a date for the pre-op as well as the actual surgery date. While I am not trying to wish my life away, I have to say that I am certainly looking forward to the day when my son is done with this surgery.