We saw Harry's pediatric cardiologist today. Effusion still there. About the same. We see her twice next week. Lots of echos in our future. Blergh.
I lost 1.1 pounds this week for a grand total of 3.3 pounds. Also blergh.
Dory modeling her new halter dress:
We left swim lessons early on Tuesday because I couldn't tell if Dory was asleep on purpose it was so hot. We came home to make cookies on the dashboard of the minivan (because it is disgusting and smells like vomit in my car, so why not bake in it? YUM)
I am not going to lie Ben and I are way more freaked out this time around than we were when Harry was in the PICU. This whole thing was a lot easier to deal with when we thought it would be a one-time occurrence, you know?
Oh! Ben gave Harry the game ball after baseball on Wednesday (every game, he gives out game balls to the kids who played the best, and Harry has been dying to earn one). Harry wrote "Harrison" in cursive and then the date ("Juiye 17") on the ball and insisted that Ben put it in a case downstairs with all his other autographs.