The family that donates organs together...

I guess there is a reason the surgery center does not allow cameras in the operating rooms (other than that whole liability thing); seeing your child sleep with his eyes open is creepy in person and maybe even more so after the fact. We have a friend at the hospital so we negotiated our way to the OR. Daddy and Rob took Little Man back and helped him settle in for his nap. Although he fought it at first, after three deep breaths he was out. The only footage I have is of these two clowns:


We arrived at the center yesterday around 8:30 for Little Man's procedure. I had prepped him the night before; I told him he could not eat breakfast and that the doctor was going to give him ear tubes. His response to this was "again?". I know honey, I already asked for a money back or two for one deal for you. I told him the doctor was going to look in his nose and mouth. His response to this was "with a hammer?" Well, yes, you could put it that way.


I explained his throat would be a little "scratchy" for a while. Oh, you have a better way to put it? I didn't want to terrify him. "Honey, I know it doesn't sound like a great way to spend a morning, but after I don't feed you, the doctor is going to place tubes in your ears, take something useless out of your nose and then he is going to take a laser and burn off some of your flesh. Look at it this way, once we get home you will be so drugged you won't care that your throat feels like it is on fire. The bright side is you are on a strict diet of ice cream, popsicles, yogurt, jello, and The Babe's left overs after he has smashed them with his tiny man fists."



Who says I am the world's only living heart donor? I do care.