Did you ever notice our baby Girl’s birth defect? When she was littler (and had less hair) it was more noticeable:
See it yet? How ’bout a more recent pic:
It’s not dangerous, it’s just a bit of extra skin and cartilage. But it’s in a spot other people notice. And it has been growing with her. So at the ripe old age of 20 months, girlfriend had her first visit with a plastic surgeon. (Dr. Carver to be exact – how is that for a hilarious eponym.) After almost 70 minutes of sitting and waiting and meeting plenty of nurses and anesthetists, she was whisked away, given some laughing gas, and had that tag taken off. About 20 minutes and 4 “micro sutures” later she was back with us. Now she looks like this:
We’ll go back to visit Dr. Carver on Tuesday for a check-up and to have the stitches removed.
Why’d we do it now? Because this way she won’t remember it. And the use of a plastic surgeon was involved because there’s a facial never running near there, so ya gotta be careful. Plus they’re rather skilled at minimizing scars. The hope is this one will fade and not grow as she does. Plus now it’s gone before she understands the “what’s wrong with her ear” questions. School kids – you know how they are. Yes, we could have just tied a string around it and thightened it until the majority of it fell off. But that typically leaves a mole looking result which she may have wanted to have removed down the line. We just saved her the trouble (and the bill).
In other news – the Girl looks a little worse for wear in that last photo. It’s not from the procedure. It was from the 108 degree temperatures in the Big City yesterday. (Actual temperature reading witnessed on my car thermometer as we left town at 3:20pm. You know, for the much more reasonable 93 at our house. *gag*) What in the world. So yeah. Hot, sweaty, sticky hair. And a bit of Sonic grape slush stuck to her face.
And yes, that means in less than a week we’ve gone from having the heat on to having the ac on. I think Mother Nature is having hot flashes.