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Tuesday Update: 12/12/06

Well, it has been another crazy couple of days…where to start!? Friday – We both got to spend some time with friends! Matt had several guys over to hang out, watch movies, and eat pizza. He was pretty tickled that they were all able to make it! He even called up two of them to invite them over and talked to them on the phone…which was a big deal for Matt! He said they had fun, just hanging out while I had dinner with a couple of girlfriends for some much needed catch up time! It was a good night for us both!

Saturday – Matt wasn’t feeling the best, started to come down with a nasty cold. So, we stayed in most of the day. We watched a few movies and generally took it pretty easy.

Sunday – Matt was feeling a little bit better and agreed to go shopping with me after church! We headed out to the mall, ate some lunch, and shopped around for a few hours. He didn’t complain too much when I dragged him around the various stores and departments he would normally NEVER be seen in! After a while though, we were both pretty pooped…but it was quite a successful shopping trip and I was so happy to have him go with me!

Monday – We headed to Iowa City for yet another follow up on his eyes, after surgery. The doctor he had been seeing, who performed the surgery, became seriously ill and has left the clinic…so we had to see another doctor this time, and probably will continue to see him going forward. He mostly just confirmed what Matt had already decided, that the prisms weren’t really doing much good. He did give us some good information though, that was helpful: He said the biggest difficulty for Matt will be the fact that one of his images is tilted, and that can only be corrected through surgery…the other dr never said that. He also said that before surgery the tilt was off by 30 degrees, now it is off by 5 degrees when he looks straight ahead and 7 degrees when he looks down…so that is definitely better. He said that they don’t like to do repeat surgeries until 6 months past the first one…so we are scheduled to follow up in 4 months to see where we’re at. He said that there is still healing going on from the first one and his measurements are still changing. They need to be stable before proceeding with surgery, which makes sense. So, he can go back to using the tape and won’t have to suffer with the prisms, which he was happy about. Nothing he does can hurt or help the situation. It’s actually kind of nice to know that we can put that on the back burner for a while and concentrate on other things, rather than going back and forth to IA City every few weeks! Overall, we were happy with that conclusion. It wasn’t anything too different than what we were already thinking, but now we have more detailed information on the issue, the treatment, and the timing – so that helps.
Tonight is my work holiday party, so Matt’s dad is coming down to pick him up after therapy and take him out to dinner. I’m excited to go to the party, since I missed the last two years’, and I think Matt is looking forward to dinner with his dad. It should be a good night for us both!

Everything else is going pretty good. We’re both looking forward to all the fun, family get togethers we’ve got arranged in the coming weeks, and to celebrating this wonderful Christmas season. This past Sunday, we lit the Love candle for Advent. The family who lit the candle read from 1st Corinthians 13…the love chapter. We’ve all likely heard these words repeated at every wedding we’ve ever attended…but they seemed to really resonate with me more than ever before as they were read this weekend. Specifically… ‘love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things’. Love endures all things…I wrote it down and passed it to Matt…I wanted him to remember, that when he’s feeling down and worries about the future…that our love endures all things…


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