Last spring Micah had another surgery. We all stayed in a family apartment nearby for a few days (with Grandma Doris) and Grandma and I took turns spending time with Micah while the other kept the rest of the adorable ones amused. I took some great photos of the other kids at the park across the street from the hospital. Unfortunately that was right around the time my computer called it quits, so I am just now finding the pictures on my memory card. So here they are, in the spring sunshine:
And now for a not so cheerful face:
While everybody else was skipping around the park, poor dear Micah was recovering from another round of surgery. Heartbreaking little face. Begging me with his quivering lip and tear-filled eyes to take off the no-no and the IV and let him go home. Surgery is necessary sometimes, but that never makes it easy. Dear brave little boy.
I'll write a bit more about the surgery in a post coming up soon.