The poor baby was so happy when we arrived at the hospital. He was chatty and playful, and overall happy to be there. Then they went and stuck that awful tube up his nose. It.did.not.go.well!
The wet on his shirt? Drool because when he tried to swallow with the tube in, he gagged.
Let's just pause for a moment and think about the fact that she looks 12 here. I don't like it.
After surgery. He did NOT feel good at all. But, the day after surgery they wanted him to get up and try moving around, so...
...we took him outside, and he walked around some.
But he was hurting. Poor baby.
He wanted to play in the fountain. Poor baby could have asked for a pony that day and we probably would have bought one for him. He must not have been the first kid in the fountain though. Technically it's against the rules, but there was a Cooks employee watching him play and never said anything.
Finally starting to feel a little better...as long as they kept the pain and nausea meds coming.
Going home!! Yay! I'm not sure which one of us was more excited!
Overall, the surgery was a huge success! It has had it's hiccups, but we are happy with the results. Davis has even stopped screaming when we touch it, and he knows how to care for it, and the "process" we go through every day. It's a long hour every day, but it's worth it! Once again my sweet boy have proven that there is no one tougher! My sweet little superhero!






















1 comment:
Hi Vesti---Thank you for your comment and being a blog reader. What a beautiful family you have and your Davis looks like one tough guy--big fighter. I pray he is doing better.
Thanks again for your comment!
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