**I am dreadfully behind on posting details about Darcy's surgery that was three weeks ago yesterday. How has that much time passed already?**
The eye center at Duke is TOP-NOTCH and I have only gushingly positive reports to give them. The worst part was waiting to be called back to be with Darcy in recovery. By the time an hour had passed since Dr. F came out to talk with us, I was pretty much climbing the walls. But then the nurse called for me to come even though Darcy was still "under." She smiled and said that when she read that it was Darcy's first surgery she remembered being in those shoes as a mother. So she encouraged me to rub Darcy's face and talk to her until she was awake. I was so happy to be with her when she began to flutter her eyelids and call in her sweet, sleepy voice, "Mama?"
When she kept down both 24 ounces of apple juice and 12 graham crackers and all her vitals checked out fine we were finally dismissed to head home. We walked in at 8:45 and left shortly after 2.
The next morning we headed back to see Dr. F and she was very happy with the way things looked. The pressure was at 31 (a bit higher than it had been during surgery the day before), but we were told that it was expected to temporarily rise due to the eye being messed with. At home that afternoon Darcy was back to her spunky little self, blowing bubbles
**And for a bit of housekeeping, thank you to everyone who has offered support in light of our recent "employment situation." So many have left encouraging comments and scripture verses. Believe me when I say we have been devouring those scripture references! I have a lot of emails to respond to, but please forgive me if it takes a bit longer than usual ~ I am sharing my computer with someone who is job searching and resume tweaking... And some of you I'd just call, but the only thing we lost this past weekend in GA is my voice. It's on its way back now.**