It’s been a little crazy around the Wiggs home the past 48 hours.
Zach’s grandmother is very sick. She was diagnosed with stage 4 pancreatic cancer the week before Christmas. That news has shaken our family, especially Zach. If you know him, or have ever asked him who his hero is, we will tell you his Granny. He is quick to tell you that he owes everything to his God and his Granny. Granny Flora is and always will be his angel on earth.
That being said, we had planned to leave out of town Saturday around lunchtime, to head down to Alabama to spend a long weekend with her. That changed around midnight Saturday morning, when Zachary woke up crying, with a temperature of 104.7. After being up all night on the phone with nurses and trying to get his fever down, we took him to the doctor the next morning, where they told us he has the flu.
So, Zachary and I stayed behind, while Zach left for Alabama.
Granny, we miss you, and our hearts ache that we can’t be there with you, but I am so happy Zach gets to spend some one-on-one quality time with one of his favorite people in the entire world. We are so blessed because of you.
We love you.
***ON A COMPLETELY DIFFERENT NOTE, I’ve had several people ask me about my jaw consultation. The news was definitely not what I was hoping to hear. The oral surgeon said the only way I could get it fixed was through jaw surgery. It’s a surgery where they have to make a cut in front of my ears on both sides, and then go in and reshape my bone. They will have to shave off part of my bone on each side, and then reposition my disk, and then sew it back up. The oral surgeon warned me it would be the most pain I would probably ever experience. He said I won’t be able to do anything for 3-4 days, and then will take up to 1-2 months before I’m back to normal. Ugh. I’m going to try and schedule another meeting with another doctor to get a second opinion.