Yesterday was our monthly visit with our Friendly Neighborhood Cardiologist. Chase’s Aunt Cyanne is up for a visit, and got to experience the wonder and amazement that is our appointment. (har har.)

Like usual, Chase was stripped and hooked up to monitors. (He doesn’t mind.) He flirted shamelessly with the nurses, and was weighed in at an impressive 16.4 lbs. His numbers are still creeping down, which is to be expected. (In fact, if they weren’t it would probably be a bad thing because it would indicate that he isn’t growing well.)

Next Sunday Chase will be six months old (be still, my heart!) and our original estimate for his surgery was anywhere between six to nine months. So far, though, it’s looking like we’ll be on the far side of that estimate – Dr.C said that when a baby looks “as good as that”, there’s no reason to rush things; especially since his blood-oxygen levels haven’t yet fallen to 75, which is normally what people look for when they start talking about surgery.

So, that’s pretty much all of the news we’ve got. Dr. C also got ahold of the Big Wigs in Atlanta to set up a consultation with us and the surgeon – they called this morning and we will be going up at the beginning of April. We’ll see how that goes…

Toodles!