We're still here

I know I didn't follow up right away with updates on Lucy or anything else. I've been mustering the energy to think about it all at once.
Lucy is okay. She has. . . (how do I say this without all the details that will humiliate her later in life when her brothers get a hold of the family journal?). . . problems. She has reflux into one of her kidneys, some scar tissue there that's permanent, problems with her. . . digestion, and recurring infections that have us (myself and several doctors) stumped as to how to fix them. She's on antibiotics for now, as well as several courses of treatment for her other various ailments. We go back in a month to see if it has helped, and if not, they are talking about a minor surgery that would (maybe) temporarily stop the reflux until she maybe grows out of it. So, basically, maybe surgery in a month, maybe in a year and a half, or maybe never. I vote never, but we'll see. Also, she has two cavities (grrr!) and most likely has to get her front tooth pulled because of when she whacked it on Christmas Eve (more grrrr!) I don't think I can put one four year old girl through all of that, so I've been in hiding and denial.
Meanwhile, everyone else is fine. We're all still here, we're safe,we're happy, and on occasion, wildly unattractive: