These days are always the toughest. As much as we are prepared for them, and know it's for the best, and know he is/will be in the best, most capable hands, there is still a lot of stress
Thankfully, Dom and I both got good sleeps last night (Not so much for Roland, he tends to be a big ball of stress at times like these). Dom was bright eyed and bushy tailed before my alarm went off, which frankly, wasn't ideal. It's better when he sleeps right up until it's time to get ready, then he's distracted by getting ready and we're out the door before he realizes he's hungry. But what did he ask for as soon as he realized I was awake this morning? Breakfast. 🙄😅 So we distracted him with some water (allowed until we left for the hospital) until we were ready to go.
Dom was a total rockstar. Thankfully, we only needed to be to the admission unit 50 minutes before his surgery. So the wait wasn't too long and Dom was cool with it. Once we were on our way to the OR, he rode on the stretcher without issue and just made sure he knew where Roland and I were at all times. I got to walk him directly into the OR and he was so calm the whole time. This little man amazes me.About 4 hours after we sent him to the OR, we were notified he was out of surgery and his surgeon came and talked to us and told us that everything went as expected, there were no complications and everything looked great! SUCH a relief to hear those glorious words.
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