Good bye crazy eye

We will miss you

Getting ready for eye surgery. Henry did NOT want to give up those pants. He also was very underwhelmed by the loonytoons robe. He told the nurse he would rather have batman.

 

X marks the spot.  .  .or the eye.

You should have seen how brave he was. We watched him walk down the hall with about 5 other adults. No sadness just a blanket wrapped around himself for modesty's sake. Also huge grippy socks that were so big they slouched around his ankles. He was the picture of vulnerability but he wasn’t worried. The staff at primary children’s were ASWESOME. We watched the anesthesiologist pull out her iphone so that Henry could watch “Cars” on it till he fell asleep. They really tried to make him feel comfortable, I’m grateful. He told us later about the stickers they put on his chest to listen to his heart rate.

This is when we got him back. He was no longer calm and collected, amazing panic had taken over. It was soooo sad.

Riding to the car in a wheel chair did help a little. You should have seen the looks we got going to our car. Henry looked unwell to say the least (he never did barf.)

 

Things were a lot more easy to deal with back in a familiar environment.

This is what he looks like today. Terrifying and lovable, all at the same time.

This picture is just to leave the blog on a high note. I found Henry drinking “homemade apple juice” on Wednesday. He claims it tastes just like apples!

Here is the recipe:

Put water in a cup.

Put an apple in the cup.

Try and drink around the apple.

Enjoy!