I hadn't realized how stressed I was until the doctor came into the waiting room and told me River wouldn't need surgery today. WHOOSH. Giant weight lifted off of my chest. The doc says River's left eye looks "phenomenal," and while the right eye doesn't look as good, it doesn't need surgery. (We'll come back for another check-up in two months.) This is fantastic news. River's previous surgery was almost four months ago, and he's had no medication at all for the glaucoma in the interim, and his eyes still look this good! It's great news.

It also makes our immediate future more pleasant. No getting up at the crack of dawn tomorrow for a follow-up appointment. No taking shifts sitting up with him all night tonight to prevent him from clawing off his bandages, and watching him for days to keep him from rubbing his eyes. No antibiotic eye drops four times a day plus glaucoma drops twice a day. (No eye drops at all!) He's groggy from the anesthesia and has giant dilated pupils, but otherwise, he's our adorable wonderful little boy. I feel SO much better, and all the other stresses in my life are suddenly a lot less dire and more manageable.