So, it is Monday and Tate goes back to school on Tuesday. His stitch is STILL not out and so of course I make a call to his surgeon. He tells me that the stitch is probably mush now and if I just pry open his eye it should come right open. So...here we go...Dr. Mom. I sat Tate on the toilet seat with my compact mirror. I used my tweezers and grabbed the knot at the top of the stitch. First Tate wanted me to do the other eye first so he could see what it felt like. He was ready. I got a hold of the stitch and a quick pull and it was out. Tate flinched and that was it. He looked at his eye and then RAN to show Logan his new eye. He loved that it looked real. I was really sad because I thought that this would match better. Tate looked in the mirror and asked why they were different colors and I just explained that this one is temporary until his eye finishes healing and then he will get a prosthetic to match better.


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