Until I figure out how to get the darned photos off my Google + and into this blog, you'll have to be patient and bear with me. :)
In the meantime, here's some new developments.
Geri's transplanted cornea recently started to reject. We could see a haze developing over it and tell that her vision was getting worse. Of course, we immediately called the cornea specilist to get an appointment. Then I got sick (see below) and we had to push the appointment but we finally saw him. He agrees that there is a haze forming. She is being given steroid eye drops to try to reduce the haze and stop the rejection. If that doesn't do enough, she will be given a shot of steriods in her eye, under anesthesia of course. If THAT doesn't work, we can opt for another transplant. We'll make that decision if and when we get there. Please pray that God works his wonders through the steroids. Surgery is just not fun.
I don't know if I mentioned my medical garbage previously... but I have a condition called POTS. Short version... my nervous system flubs it's lines and my pulse and blood pressure go wonky, leading to fatigue and nearly passing out. I also have a gluten intolerance. Fun stuff. Anyway, I'm on a drug for the POTS that works great, but affects gut motility and digestion. A recent gluten exposure combined with the new medicine to land me in the hospital for a partial bowel obstruction. I nearly ended up going to surgery and losing part of my small intestine, but it resolved on its own. God is good. I'm doing better now, but being super careful about gluten exposures. I'm not giving up my medication, at least not at this time.
Geri's verbal development continues to be awesome. She amazes me daily with the stuff she says. The other day, when I dropped her off at school, I stopped to let her teacher know I'd be picking her up from school early for a doctor appointment. She said "Oh, that's today? Geri told me about it." I don't remember ever telling Geri directly that she had an appointment coming up, but I know we discussed it in front of her. She heard me talking about it and then went to school and told her teacher "I go to the eye doctor in Denver." I nearly cried when I heard that one. On a related note, I guess I now need to be careful what I say in front of her...