{Andrew and I at my cousin's house last night getting ready for bed.}
Surgery was scheduled for today, Thursday June 25th at 8am. We checked in at 7am and went through the admitting process. Once we were taken back into a room to get him dressed into a gown and answer pre-surgery questions, I started to get a bit nervous - but it surprisingly went away rather quickly. Andrew's surgeon was well reputable with 30+ years experience so I knew he was in good hands. He also had a blessing given to him a few days before which calmed our fears and nerves and I believe was the main reason why I was as calm as I was. The nurses came into our patient room where we then handed him over - pacifier secured in his mouth and all. (Yes, he was called a girl on accident because he was wearing a peach gown!) It was hard watching him leave down the hall but I knew it was going to be a fast procedure and we'd see him in just a little while. John and I were taken to the recovery waiting area. That was the longest 30-45 minutes I've had to endure in awhile. Unfortunately, reading material wasn't on the priority list at the hospital but I did managed to fumble across an old issue of People Magazine. I had to have something to distract me until his surgery was done. His surgeon came out. Told us the surgery went really well and he had to have 3 sutures and needed to be on antibiotics for 5 days in the event of infection. Moments later we were called back to be with him as he was awaking from anesthesia. I couldn't wait to hold him! His heart rate was still being monitored by his finger but I was surprised to see that he was wire free elsewhere. Apparently, they weren't lucky enough to get an IV started so they had to give him a shot in a muscle to help with the oxygen flow (which raised his heart rate quite a bit and then returned back to normal once the surgery had ended) and due to the lack of an IV, he wasn't able to receive anti nausea medication so that made for an interesting first feeding after surgery. To skip the hype, let's just say I was happy that the bottle was diluted. Once he was cleaned up and changed, we made for our way back home. It did take us about 3 hours due to traffic issues but we were just happy to finally get home. I was even happier once my girls returned and I was able to hug them and hear all about their fun sleepover at our friend's house. We're very lucky to have so many amazing friends here that are like family to us, especially when immediate family doesn't live close by. Thank you Dani and Brent. We sure do appreciate and love you guys! Especially for taking them for us on such short notice. Our girls had such a great time. :)
{Our car ride so early in the morning - on our way to the hospital.}
{Daddy with his boy before getting dressed into his surgical gown.}
{Andrew sporting his oh so sweet peach gown - ready to go in for surgery.}
{He was out for most of the car ride home. Cheeks still red from his surgery.}
{At home later in the day feeling a little better with his toys and blankie.}
As for Andrew, by the end of today, he's already starting to show signs of his old self with smiles and cuddles. They told us before we left the hospital that especially with the antibiotics and the wearing off of anesthesia, that it may take a few days for him to feel better - with his appetite returning and not being so sleepy. All in all, he's been such a trooper through this whole ordeal and we're so glad he's doing as well as he is. A big thank you to all of those that kept Andrew in your thoughts and prayers. We are very grateful for wonderful family and friends!







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