Yesterday after I posted on this, I got a call from the pediatrician's office. They were calling to see if I could bring Dylan in today so that he could give his okay for getting rid of the feeding tube. I explained how it was already out and how he had seen the cardiologist and they weren't concerned that it was out, but they wanted to see him anyway. I figured it was okay since the cardiologist wanted me to take him back to the pediatrician soon anyway. So this morning I took him in. And was late for the appointment. Seems like I've been late a lot recently, and I'm one who prefers to be early or right on time. Ah, well.
Anyway, he agreed with the cardiologist that he looks really good. He told me how his son is living in Tuscon (okay, someone correct me here...that can't be spelled right) finishing up stuff to be a cardiologist (but the kind for adults). He said he's in town visiting and he kind of wished his son were there today so he could see Dylan and see what it looks like in a baby. He also told me a horror story they recently had with a patient of his and a feeding tube. I got the impression that he's not a big fan of feeding tubes unless they are really necessary.
After the doctor appointment, I took Molly to meet her preschool teacher and some of the kids who will be in preschool with her. I think she's going to have a blast. There are several others who are like her and will turn 5 (if they haven't already) before December. I think Molly is excited to actually start preschool next week on her birthday. Unfortunately, Lys was having such a good time there that I had to take her out to the car crying and screaming because she didn't want to leave. There were just too many fun toys.