Uh, so things change fast. Like overnight. Last Thursday when Layne woke up, I picked her up and look at her eye only to notice that she had developed a massive pocket of infection on white of her right eye. I called her opthamologist in SLC, rushed her in only to have it burst and drain all over the place in the doctor's office, spent the night in a hotel with her while giving her eye drops every hour on the hour all through the day and night, and followed up that next morning (her first birthday) with an 8:00 a.m. appointment to find out that she needed to be admitted to Primary Children's Hospital to have another emergency surgery on her eye done that day.

To make a long four days a lot more short, and due to lack of time right now to type up the details, Layne and I arrived home again on Sunday night around 9:00 p.m. I'm giving her antibiotic treatments a couple times a day at home through a picc line that was put in on Saturday in the hospital, which yesterday she managed to yank on and made me freak out at the sight of all the blood that came out of her picc line sight. Not fun. The home health nurse rushed over to change the dressing, and other than a high fever she's started to run today, she's doing better. Hope that the fever drops or we may have a chance of being admitted tomorrow again when I drive her back up to the doctor's for a follow-up appointment. Her eye is definitely looking better through. She's one tough little girl. She hardly complained at all through the whole process. Her doctor mentioned to me that she's one of his favorite patients of all time. So good natured. She's my little hero. Keep her in your prayers for me. Thanks, Kendra