And hopefully his last. Friday Cooper had surgery for his ears. A standard procedure of having tubes in his ears, a CAT Scan to check to see where the hearing loss damage is, and then a hearing test. He was a trooper. We were up by 4:30 on the road by 5ish to get to the hospital by 6:00. No food or drink, but once we get to the hospital and the toys are discovered we've got a happy kid!! The surgery itself took a few hours along with the recovery time. It was all very reminiscint of my own surgeries....except this was my baby!! Steve was the one to go with Cooper as he was put under anesthesia which of course happened in 5 seconds.
The nurses wheeled the little ones in from recovery and each time the doors opened we hoped it was Cooper...finally it was and the nurses were laughing because when he woke up he kept saying "uh oh" because of the IV, things on his foot and finger for heart rate. It was as if he was telling on the nurses because they hadn't taken them off. Steve says Cooper was asking for Daddy and I thought that the nurses said he was asking for Mommma....either way, he was wanting to see us.
Coop proceeded to chug a cup of apple juice then ate 2 popsicles. He wasn't able to eat solid food until we got home, but didn't seem to mind much especially since he keeps a stash of cheerios in his car seat.
I think Steve and I were hoping for a day of snuggling and just relaxing with our little guy, but within an hour or so he was up and running! It was as if nothing even happened. We like it that way. If Coop has to have surgery, then let it be when he's little and doesn't remember what has happened.
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