The boys got up early and were goods sports about the whole thing.
Here is Garrett sporting his party hat!
Ben had fun playing with the all the little dudad they were putting on him.
They then gave him happy juice.
Believe me he was very happy!
He kept singing and then he sat up and said Dad there's two of you.
Garret got a little goofy to and he did not even have any happy juice.
Ben was first to have his surgery.
He had a bit of trouble coming out of the anesthesia.
At one point he turned really blue because he wasn't breathing enough.
It scared me and I had to walk away before I had a full fledged panic attack.
It just brought back to many bad memories.
The staff was amazing and had him 100% in know time.
I was also grateful that they had me get in his bed and snuggle him while he was coming too.
I think it gave me more comfort than it gave him.
They then moved Ben and I to a room with the best view ever while we waited for Garrett.
I wish I could have gotten a better shot.
Garrett had an easier time coming to in fact he was quite goofy.
He ate a little then started to get sick.
The poor kids was sick for hours.
I felt so bad for him, but he was such a trooper he would get sick and then smile and say I feel better now.
Once he felt a little better they reslised us
and we were able to enjoy our beautiful ride home.
At least Dale and I did.
Ben and Garret took a nap.