Ian had his tubes put in yesterday. Let me tell you, he was an absolute trooper! We got to the surgery center at 7:15 Monday morning and Ian was taken back about 7:45. It was the worst feeling in the world watching the nurse take my baby back in the back. They had told us to dress him in loose fitting clothes, no onsie. So, he was wearing a long sleeve t-shirt and a pair of pants. One of the nurses brought us a t-shirt and suggested we change him into that. It was huge, but it was so cute on him. So, they take him back and about 20 minutes later, the surgeon comes out and tells us that the surgery is over, everything went fine, and we just needed to wait for him to come out of the anesthesia. About 10 minutes later, the anesthesiologist came out and told us Ian was awake, crying and angry, "just like we like them." He also said not to be surprised if he was crying when they brought him out. He wasn't. He had a concerned look on his face, and did cry a little when he saw his juice box. He was fine once he drank his apple juice. We were home by 9:15.
Ian has not acted like anything out of the ordinary has happened. He did take a 2 hour nap yesterday, which is a little longer than normal, but other than that, he's the same happy, carefree kid. I stayed home with him all day yesterday, and then today, Jim had him in the morning and I took a half day in the afternoon. Tomorrow, he will go back to daycare and things will be back to normal.
