Aaron and I are truly a team. It's taken us years and some bumpy spots along the way but we have it down to a bit of a science and we work together to care for Alex and Zach and there is no way I could do what I do without him. He's the flip to my flop, the ying to my yang, the peanut butter to my jelly and it just plain sucks how one stupid little word has to make me truly contemplate everything when sometimes it's already hard enough to keep my head above water.
Thursday Zach had to have a procedure done on his ear and as God would have planned it, it turns out that the doctor that we were seeing is the surgeon that is going to be doing Aaron's surgery. After Zach's procedure the nurse took Zach out of the room so we were able to speak to the doctor and ask her all the questions that were weighing on our minds. She had already spoken to Aaron's doctor, she had his pathology report pulled up and told us that it was a Stage 1 and thankfully, we caught it early. She walked us through the procedure, what to expect post-op and what to expect moving forward. She was very reassuring. We both really felt a whole lot better after we spoke to her.
Hugs have definitely been a little tighter lately. I love you's, while always aplenty, aren't so autonomous, little things have stayed just that, little things and a brand new level of appreciation has been born.
I know he's going to be fine, but prayers for next Friday are greatly appreciated.