At her appointment, our nurse practitioner gave some special attention to LC's incision. She's always had a mosquito-bite-looking bump at the most raised point of her sternum since the day they removed the surgical tape. No one has commented on it before or called it into question...
When Gayle noticed it she said it looked like they had missed a stitch when LC was having her incision stitches removed...Only, too bad for us, because she didn't have the incision stitched shut.
Upon closer inspection she concluded that it was actually whatever was used to bring her sternum back together poking up through her chest.
I cannot express to you the level of gag reflex I'm withholding right now or it would defeat the whole purpose of holding it. You know how you feel your mouth start to fill with spit and you get kind of hot and you keep telling yourself "Do NOT think of that gaggy thing!" but then it's all you can think about and also, for some unknown reason, you start thinking about undercooked overeasy eggs and also the taste of cheese crackers because you ate too many of those and threw up when you were seven years old and you want to run screaming from the room for a distraction but then you look down and the barf trigger is ON YOUR BABY'S CHEST AND YOU ARE GOING TO HAVE TO TOUCH IT AT EVERY BATH TIME.
This is not good. I do not have the strongest stomach in the world and, as I'm aging, I swear it's getting worse. Did I tell you I can't stomach the smell of Pampers anymore? CLEAN Pampers. Not dirty ones. I smelled a batch of clean ones when I got the stomach bug at the hospital with LC and I can't even walk down the diaper aisle at Wal Mart without holding my breath.
This is not good.
So we go to her cardiologist on Friday and we'll investigate what will be done to correct the alien wire that is fighting its way out of LC's chest...oh yuckyuckyuckyuckyuckyuckyuck.
On the plus side she's completely oblivious to it all and doesn't complain a bit. Not at all like her crazy mother...