News........Kind of

Okay, it's 2:15, we're home, unpacked, and the boys are asleep.....even Kev! Big things like this absolutely drain him! He's going to love that I'm writing this, but this is the downside of him being so fiercely protective of the ones he loves. Anything that happens to the boys or I that is even remotely serious affects him deeply. I actually think it's really sweet.

So, he's crashed on the couch, the boys are both in bed, and I am processing. I think the appointment was encouraging....I'm still not sure. We made it to the heart of Philly with no misshaps - big doin's for two small town kids! We gave ourselves tons of time just in case we got lost, so we were an entire hour early, but they got us right in because there was nobody there!

Three different people looked at Jesse's hands, and they all had various things to say. This morning was the first time that we've noticed his bandages were quite oozy with a slight odor (gross, I know). The nurse thought at first that this might mean signs of infection starting, but then later she thought it just might be the medication that was causing the smell. One of the doctors said that he might have to have a skin graft on one of his palms, but the other seems hopeful that he won't. So, we're not really sure what to think yet. We're going to keep taking care of it for a week and then go back in next Wednesday and decide from there.

The plastic surgeon who is also a "hands specialist" - who is the one that counts, in my opinion - said that Jesse's burns are between a 2nd and 3rd degree burn on his palm and one finger. Because they are not a full-blown third degree burn, he wants to wait and see how they heal on their own for awhile. He is hopeful that they will heal just fine on their own - and we are going to pray to that end! :0) Jesse was a little trooper, and aside from giving a couple of grumpy squawk-screams at the nurse who dressed his hands, he was really quite smiley and chatty for most of the visit.

I'm slightly embarrassed but not a bit surprised to confess that we did not play around in the city like I previously posted we might do. By the time the visit was over, we wanted to do something fun for Kaden (because today was supposed to be our family day since Kev has class on Saturday) and because he was so patient and good. So, we went to Cracker Barrel for lunch and then to a (safe, quiet, thug-free) little park to play around on until naptime right in the comforts of our own (semi-safe) little town!

You can take the people out of the country, but you just can't take the country out of the people!