Woke up this morning at 6:30, had to be to at surgical center by 7:15. Smarty Pants woke up right when I went into his room. He got up and dressed then when Grama got here, we took off. He waited like a champ with us in the waiting room then when they called us back he put on his gown, slippers, and hat. Then it was off to see the anest. Smarty Pants was told to breath into the mask and try to blow up something that resembled a balloon. I couldn't see his face but Doughman said he did such a great job and he looked right at Dad before he went under. About 15 minutes passed and they were done.
Smarty Pants must've really been knocked out b/c after they called us back it took almost another 1/2 an hour for us to get him to open his eyes and come to.
We are all home and he finally just went down for a nap. He has yet to complain, cry, or anything to say that he hurts. He has enjoyed juice and ice cream already, but I am sure there will be much more of that to come.
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