6:30am–right before Tube Time
Everyone is home and doing well. Getting up at 5:00am was not the picnic Russ had promised it would be but we made it.
He looked so tiny in that little hospital gown.
Last night I was a basket case. Russ was Mr. Nonchalant. While I fretted he simply patted me on the head and told me that everything would be fiiiiiiiine.
Then this morning after the anesthetist took Drew out of his arms and was walking through the big surgery doors, I looked over at Russ and he had huge tears welling up in his eyes.
So I patted him on the head for a few minutes and told him everything would be fiiiiiiiine. By that time they were already bringing back a very angry, post-anesthesia Drew. He was miserable and slightly crazed. But, we made it home and I am happy to say that after a four hour nap he is all smiles again.
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