Ronnie's first night after surgery went well. He woke up every few hours crying/moaning - but all it took was Mommy rubbing his back or playing with his hair and telling him everything was okay to get him to go back to sleep. He slept from 9:30 pm to 8:00 am (in Mommy and Daddy's bed). The first hour was a little rough. He refused the pain medication - so we switched to grape Tylenol (eventually he took it). He also refused to drink any juice until Maama coaxed him gently to drink it and helped him to momentarily get over his fear of drinking. He asked for eggs "because my tummy is hungry" - and ate 1 egg and some mashed up strawberries. He still refused to drink - and after a LONG battle, we gave in and resorted to giving him popsicles. As of noon today, he's had 3 popsicles! That is better than nothing! For a little while, he was active and talking - he even played a game with Maama. But running on a low tank has him pooped out again - so he is resting quietly on the couch watching "Spiderman". Again, all-in-all, not a bad day!
Ronnie with his buddies - George (on the right) and Cheeky (the new monkey he received at the hospital).
Maama coaxing Ronnie to drink juice and take the Tylenol.
Ah - the Breakfast of Champions - popsicles!
One popsicle down!
Maama and Ronnie playing a game - with the glass of juice looming in the foreground... He actually sipped on it throughout the game (sipped on it like it was a glass of Cognac).
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