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The fun begins - first surgery

Today was nothing new for Tope, but definetly new for us. We woke the boys up bright and early so we could take Tope for a small surgery today. He needed a few teeth removed, but due to his palate, they put him under complete anesthesia. Tope seemed fine with the nurses and doctors and looked like a veteran, obviously having done this before - just not with us.

This is our first surgery with Tope, even though he has had two before this. Admittedly, although this was a small procedure, my stomach was in knots all last night. Tope wasn't excited to learn he was going to the doctors but said nothing of it after, so he was handling it better than me I think. He of course did great and we will take today to relax and recover and all should be good by the end of the day. 

We had our "practice test" today. Tope will have more surgery in the future, so hopefully today set the tone for how our family will handle his future, more complicated, surgeries. I can say I'm sure not excited about the recovery of the next surgery. Once he was lucid enough to realize an IV was in his arm today, he was not happy. This recovery time was extremely short and "easy", the next time will take much longer and most likely cause more pain too. My prayer is that he trusts us even more by that time and lets us comfort him and take care of things that may be painful or scary. He did well with us today, but I know there is still room for a stronger comfort level between him and us.

Back to work for me tomorrow, starting my second week back at work. Jon and Tope will get more bonding time which they are very much enjoying. Hopefully Tope has limited pain tomorrow and is back to his full energy self - even if that full energy tires us out a little more! Ha!

Happy last week of April everyone!

Mara

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