Surgery is never fun

At the hotel, before surgery

in the pre-op room

He was such a little tough guy

He still has his sense of humor. He still laughed at the usual funny things.

He was happy to start walking again! (and be off of his IV)

This picture was taken just an hour ago. He is doing well.

Well, another surgery to cross off our list. Many people have been asking if this is the last one, so I'll just answer here. Mark will have another one when he is 2, another at 4, another at 6, and another when he is in high school. This doesn't include any ear tube replacement surgeries. Those cannot be predicted.

Mark is having a much better day today. He actually wants his bottle. He can't use it yet on his own, but it won't be long. Maybe even tomorrow, he'll be able to get it down by himself again. Here's hoping!! Adam and I have been squirting milk in his mouth. He is getting spoiled. When he was on his narcotic, his face and eyes would itch him so bad that he would rub them till a rash started forming. So we had to put the arm restraints back on. He didn't like that. But one time when I was changing his shirt, I took one of them off to get his arm through the sleeve. When he saw that I took it off he then promptly lifted up his other arm to me. I am glad he no longer has to wear those awful things.

I got some pictures of him right out of surgery, and even though I wasn't planning on posting them, they are just too precious not to share.