Work on the house has stopped for the moment, while Morgan recovers from two small surgeries. Two! He is trying to cram all of the “don’t lift heavy objects” recovery time into one shorter period, because there really isn’t any good time for him to stop lifting heavy things.

So! Vasectomy last Thursday, and Vitrectomy yesterday. The vitrectomy he had done for his right eye a couple of years ago, and his left eye this time. It is a surgery to deal with “floaters” created by fracturing the jelly that makes up the eyeball; chunks of that jelly will break loose from the fractures and then essentially just get in the way of the eye’s ability to see. Both eyes had big obstructions, and we were marveling today that he could actually just go and get them fixed. It’s painful for a few days, and then he can see again! Amazing! The procedure is that they basically suck all the jelly out of the eye and replace it with saline. He is guaranteed at some point to need cataract surgery on both eyes as well, but those surgeries are quick and common, and HE CAN SEE!

I was feeling pretty bad for him about the pain from the vasectomy, which is still quite tender. I did, however, carry our son in my body for 9 months, and then squeeze him out without any painkillers, so though I feel sympathetic, I stopped feeling bad. I do appreciate his sacrifice, as he did mine.

The house waits, the sun shines, and Morgan heals. Towards a better day!