Yesterday was Lily's appointment. I arranged for two different child care providers, and packed Lily up for the two hour drive to Boston. I had never been to Mass General before, but I quickly learned that it is made up of several buildings interconnected by different hallways and elevator systems. I needed my GPS to find the Radiology department. I found it and got Lily settled for her ultrasound. I absolutely HATE ultrasounds because I want to know what the technician is looking at, but they NEVER tell me! After an hour on the table, we were sent up to Urology. Our appointment was for 1:30pm, but we never even saw the doctor until 2:35pm. I was pretty annoyed by that point. When they did call Lily's name, it was the surgeon himself who came to get us. Seriously! No nurse, or nursing assistant, but the actual doctor came to get us. (I should add that this particular doctor is the Chief Pediatric Urological surgeon, and is known world-wide for his skills.)
During the exam, the doctor explained everything to me in detail. He is the first doctor to actually diagnose Lily. I'm not ready to divulge just yet, but suffice it to say that she is looking at one major surgery next year. The surgeon has high expectations that she will be fine after surgery. He completely won me over with his knowledge and his attention to Lily. He sat with her, played games with her, and then sat with me to answer all my questions.
Lily will have an MRI in January to give the doctor a more detailed view of her internal organs. After the MRI she will have laproscopic surgery to remove an ovary. Finally she will have major re-constructive surgery. I know there are so many people who have more serious needs, but I ask that you pray for our precious girl. She will have to remain in the hospital for several days.