Teague did great. We didn't even have them give him any happy meds before sending him in, and that was the right call. Just like last time, he went right with the anesthesiologist. He was in a little push-car, waving back at us as he went around the corner. Looks like this kid is learning the ropes. Sad and comforting at the same time.
Teague is sore and fussy, and he had one dose of morphine post-op. We'll do over-the-counter pain management from here on out. He's had some ibuprofen, and now he's just hangin' with Quinn on the couch, watching Dora the Explorer.
There's one tube coming out of his chest. We've got it taped down. It's weird, but it will be so much better than him getting poked every single day for a new IV, and different pokes if they ever need blood.
We're waiting for a call back to schedule his MRI and CT for next week. After that, we're off and running with treatments.
He's such a trooper. :-)
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ReplyDeleteI love that second picture of him pointing to his tube. What a brave little man!
ReplyDeleteWhat a sweet little guy!
ReplyDeleteWhat a sweet little boy!!! he's braver then i am!!! keep us posted! much love you all! Les
ReplyDeleteI've got tears for this stuff. It always hits me and then I realize that we have things to be done. On errands from the Lord. Teague you are a wonderful teacher. You have that attitude same as grandpa Bob during the tough times. Smile and laughter (and of course food).We love you my buddy!
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