Happy Thanksgiving!

This is how we do it.

What a boring surgery. I mean, there was hardly any danger involved at all. He went into the OR at 7:30, it took about 15 minutes to remove what was left of the device, then another 45 minutes was spent sewing him up real careful like so there will only be a nice neat little scar on each side of his jaw line. He woke up, looked around a bit, ate a little something then watched the TV while we rocked like it was a normal day. They released us that afternoon. The next 24 hours he wanted to comfort nurse, but as long as there was a boob in front of him he was perfectly content. He has even been sleeping better at night, but that might be because of the sweet, sweet drugs. The swelling is minimal (this picture was taken at the peak of his swelling), and he is pretty much back to normal, better even, because we/he doesn't have to worry about catching and bumping the protruding metal anymore, we won't have to doctor it all the time, dealing with the scabbing and oozing. I just imagine it's a lot more comfortable.

We're going to the pediatric opthomologist Monday to find out when the surgery to rebuild his tear duct will be. Probably sooner rather than later. Tuesday we're meeting with the audiologist because his loner BAHA is messing up. We may have to send it off for repair but hopefully it won't take but a week to get it back. I'm sure he won't mind the peace and quite for just a bit. We're also going to see Dr. G Tuesday for the final follow up to his jaw distraction. Then we'll be done and hopefully never look back. It's been a long two and a half months and I can't remember life before. I barely remember the baby in pictures from three months ago, so weak and thin. Now he is sentient, strong, normal. Thanks to all my dear friends, and of course my family, for the encouragement and kindness. It kept me sane and centered through this delightful excursion. What a great feeling to look back on what you've already climbed.