Brave Boy

Drew had his second eye surgery today. We prepped him a little. We talked about going to the hospital to see the eye doctor. All was well except for some anxiety in the morning. We checked in and he played and played. Of course a phone call to Grammy was a must!

When it was time to go he sat in the little car cart with his monkey and off he went. The brought me back to him about an hour and a half later and I was given a very sleepy Andrew in my arms. He snuggled in and just rested. Minus the "hospital smell" all over his body and in his hair it was so sweet to snuggle and have just quiet time with him. I was expecting it to be rough coming out of the anesthesia with lots of tears, but not one tear was shed...not even when they took out his IV. He sat up, checked out what they were doing, and snuggled back into my arms.

He slept most of the way home and lounged on the couch. He had one bout of nausea, but a couple minutes ago he sat up and said to me "Feel good! All better!" So he must be feeling better....and good thing too because he has one cute pirate costume to wear this weekend!