It’s shit - not really any other way to describe it.
Dexter is a tough kid. He has had 10 surgeries in 8 years. Today he goes in for number 11 - exactly one year since the last one.
Tonight we will all sleep under three different roofs. It’s not fair on any of us. The kids have all been emotional. There have been lots of tears from all of us.
We know we are lucky because we have Dexter and we know there are kids who have gone through more surgeries, but today, we are sad and it is shit.
He won’t go in until later today. We will update when we can.
We thank you for your messages. (Apparently he doesn’t like our kisses...)