The Bi-Annual Pilgrimage, Pt. 2

After a leisurely lunch, some of which found it’s way onto Katya’s new dress (remind me to treat that),  we headed into the Wilmer Eye Institute, always an enjoyable visit.


The nice thing about Dr. Repka and his staff is that they have mastered the art of being self-confidant and competent, without being the least bit patronizing, pompous, or egotistical. They will answer questions, allay fears, and discuss treatment and diagnosis respectfully in simple terms without even a trace of smug superiority. They are already very smart; this habit of humble confidence makes them seem even smarter.  So many other departments in Hopkins–and indeed, hospitals in general– ought to take note.


There were a lot of people in the exam room. You can’t even see the one doctor. (Actually, I’m not at all certain if they were visiting doctors, med students, or both.  Alex was explaining things to them, so make of that what you will.)


Katya’s eyes are so far so good, and not as “crooked” as they appear. They are both just off a bit in opposite directions–one lists to the upper right, the other to the lower left. It’s just a wee bit, but they both do it, which makes Katya look rather cross eyed. (See example pictures below)



After our appointment, we asked Katya would she rather have a Popsicle from the cafeteria now, or go to Menchies later? Katya very definitely wanted Menchies later, and was so very good and didn’t fuss when our plans expanded to include Blick’s Art Supply to get paint, nor when we decided to eat supper first. I am so proud of the trust and delayed gratification involved in making that decision and sticking to it.

Look at those big dilated eyes!


And then we went home.


The Bi-Annual Pilgrimage (Spring Edition)

Because otherwise how would we see our favorite people?  I mean, Doctor D. ought to count as a distant uncle, or something.


This trip was really a breeze. As far as we know, we didn’t nearly die going or coming, so that was nice.  (One time our transmission died on a dangerous hill/curve combination, and we had to walk a 1/4 mile in the rain and mud and dark, along the roaring interstate to the WV welcome center, where we spent an uncomfortable couple hours before being bailed out by a church friend’s father.)

Doctor D.  was his new usual affable self–the way he’s been since her last hospitalization. Yes, there’s a story. No, we’re not telling it.

The Professional Opinion and General Consensus  was “no surgery this year”, which is good because it gives Katya more time to grow. She’s been growing a lot. 

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Usually we have to wait a long while before being brought back to be seen, but Dr. D’s office was running ahead of schedule (!), so much so that we were walking out of the appointment two minutes after it was supposed to begin.  It pays to be there thirty minutes early, folks.


We got out there in such good time that we had ample time to meander down to the cafeteria and eat a leisurely lunch before seeing Dr. Repka. It was Meatless Monday, so I had peanut curry, which was really quite good!

I have a lot of pictures from Dr. Repka’s, so I will give that it’s own blog post. Cheers!




What Katya Ate for Lunch

I picked up this cute container in Japan to use for Katya’s school lunches.  Kristina is usually in charge of packing Katya’s lunch, but she was at a sleepover last night (at a hotel! Oooh, fancy!) and so I helped mum with Katya’s lunch.  Guess what’s in this container? I’ll tell you:

Most of a syrupy sweet Mango.

A whole cutie orange, segmented.

A handful of red grapes.

A whole kiwi.

A handful of blueberries.

A handful of raspberries.


It was very heavy for it’s size!

Katya said it was very good.