Today was supposed to be the day that we met with the surgeon about the final diagnosis for Holland. I got a call on Wednesday from her secretary saying they needed to reschedule. We have already waited three months for this appointment so I was a little disappointed that we had to wait longer. But when you hear that the reason for the rescheduling is a little boy with a brain tumor, you stop and think how blessed you are. We are not dealing with brain cancer or tumors or a terminal illness. Holland most likely has an ailment that can be fixed with minor surgery.
On a lighter note, I got a call from Holland's school again. She usually starts the conversation with, "We had an interesting day today." This means that he did something they've never seen before. I'm convinced he's going to be a lawyer (or a white-collar criminal). He showed up with $16 in cash to distribute among his classmates. Where is he getting this? I don't have that kind of cash. I can only guess he swiped it from his rich brother. I ask her if they've ever had to say this kind of thing to any other students. No. Holland's the first. But at least he's not throwing chairs, pushing tables over or running out of the room. So I guess we can work on the white lies (ever seen "Larry Boy and the Fib from Outer Space? I guess it's time to review that movie again).