Today's Report...

Although I'm not a morning person (more on that later), God gave me a beautiful 45 minute drive to the oral surgeon's office this morning! The snow was picture perfect, and the roads were easily maneuvered.
When we arrived for our 8:30 appt, the office was dark and the sign said, "Closed...will return at 9 a.m."  That seemed a little odd to me, because the receptionist had set us up for 8:30. Hmm.
Anyway, through the darkness I could see the glow of the doc's face in a computer monitor, and he came to let us in.  He told us to have a seat cause we were a little early (it was 8:29) and he went to turn on the lights. 
After another 15 minutes of us being the only one's in the place, I heard him on the phone saying, "Hey, I'm the only one here, and we have a patient...that's not good."  He then went on to mention something about it being odd that the nurse hadn't shown up yet, and that her husband hadn't heard from her. 
About ten minutes later, a woman came through the back door, and I heard her say to him, "Well, it's not the end of the world, d**n it!"  Then she came over, flipped on the rest of the lights and the office machines, and said hello to us.  :-)
After a few more minutes, the doc called us back so he could take a look.  Kaitlynn was supposed to get the stitches taken out today, but he didn't seem inclined to do it.  He said it was because she was still tender.  I tend to think he was a little lost without his nurse.
He checked her bite and the healing of her gums.  She wasn't extremely cooperative (I can understand a little), so he didn't do much more.  We are to go back December 22 @ 9a.m. to have the stitches removed.
And as of 9:05, neither of his nurses had shown.  I hope they are ok...there was some bad weather a little northwest of us.
Back to my very first impressions...we were so desperate for help and so limited in options, that we could not get second opinions, etc.  after the accident.  When we went into this surgeon's office, his receptionist almost scared me.  She looked like something straight out of 1981 - starched bangs and all.  I'm thinking, "If this is the front desk, Lord only knows what the doc is like." 
I wasn't far off...the doc looked like he had just crawled out of a cave.  He has long curly hair, a scruffy beard/moustache, a pierced left ear, no socks, and a train wreck for a set of teeth.  I know I shouldn't judge him by all of that, but when I look at a dentist, I usually check out the teeth.  Can't help it.  Oh, and I forgot to mention that he makes Greg look like a midget.  He's only 6'4" (I asked), but he is huge thick and has mammoth hands.  Kaitlynn was scared to death when she saw him, and although I haven't told her, I was too! 
More than once I have asked, "Lord, why couldn't you give us a normal doctor that wasn't so scary?"  But God knew our plight even before all this happened...and we're trusting that He's gonna get us through just fine!
In the meantime, Kaitlynn lost five pounds this week and has added bronchitis to her list of ailments.  I made a large pot of vegetable beef soup yesterday, and she had me grind up several bowls of it.  I think the appetite is making a comeback.  Thanks so much to all who are praying for her.  I have been humbled and blessed by the people who have taken her name before God!

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