A setback is never a bad experience, just another one of life's lessons

So overall everything has gone according to plan and accordingly to schedule. As of last week, I only had one stitch left in there and the doctor wasn't too concerned about it. On Saturday, the stitch came out and it was infected. We cleaned it out and took care as best we could. The doctor today gave me a script for a high dose of an antibiotic. She doesn't seem too concerned. She thinks that we caught it early enough that there shouldn't be any problems.

In the back of my head, my father and all his problems that he has faced with infections lingers. So if I think about it more, I can start to freak myself out. But I have a pretty good support system around me that pulls me back down to reality. 

Then there's this face...how can you not smile when you wake up to this?