A Scar on His Chest

He doesn’t even notice it.

I notice it every day.

It is my reminder of his strength, his fight, how far he has come.

A few months after his heart surgery (after he was no longer in pain), every time he would cry, I would put my hand on his chest and for some reason that always instantly calmed him and he would fall fast asleep.

I tried that the other day when he was restless in bed and he started cracking up. Guess it just tickles him now. ;)

The other day he was swimming and I glanced at his chest. It’s weird because sometimes I see the scar and it takes me by surprise. Like it shouldn’t be there.

You figure that 6 years after his Tetralogy of Fallot correction, I would be used to seeing the scar and it not bringing back flashbacks of this image…

He had his annual cardiology appointment the other day and I am excited to say that he still has no issues. His heart still sounds like a fast moving locomotive, but it is healthy and I am beyond thankful!

We are once again with his original pediatric cardiologist at Rady’s Children’s Hospital. The same one that I would visit with monthly when I was pregnant with Cody.

I had forgotten how much I LOVE Children’s Hospital and was quickly reminded of it when at check-in, one of the ladies said that she remembered us from when Cody was a baby.

When the doctor walked into the room, the first thing he said was “I guess you missed me and couldn’t stay away.” :)

He’s right.

We owe so much to that hospital and are thankful to be back in AWESOME hands! :)