Monday night was *long*.

Mason was kept comfortable with an assortment of painkillers, but there were 4 adults and 2 babies in the hospital room all night. Mason and Mom spend most of the night in a recliner (which we had to specifically request–there wasn’t one in the room when we arrived). Dad actually slept in the hospital bed that was designated for Mason–which was only about 4.5 feet long. Several nurses chuckled to see me curled up on that tiny bed. Between Mason and his roommate, there was a doctor or nurse coming in every 20 minutes or so, and the machines started beeping whenever anyone seemed comfortable, so sleep was scarce.

Poor Andrea had the tough job — Mason is starting to develop separation anxiety, and won’t be separated from Momma for anything. He even clung on when he was sleeping.

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Mason has come out of his second surgery with flying colors. Andrea and I got up early this morning and brought him down to Children’s Hospital, where he was admitted at 6am. We spent some time in the waiting room, and then took Mason to the surgical area to prep him. Prepping involves getting him in his gown, taking all his vitals, and talking to the surgeon and anesthesiologists about what’s going to happen.

Mason is such a social guy, he was all smiles as each new doctor came into the room to see him. He must have thought we were throwing him a party. I’ve got some really adorable pictures of him in his little yellow gown, but they’re on my phone right now, and I don’t have the right cable here. They’ll go up later.

Andrea took him into the OR to help keep him calm as he went under, and then we commenced our long wait.

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