Here's a little picture story of our/his day. He'll hate me for picture #2, but I want you folks to see the real deal!!
The morning of his surgery - he's cool as a cucumber and a little annoyed I was taking pictures. What, honey? You don't like you're picture taken at 7:20am, right before we're about to leave for you to be put to sleep and have 4 of your teeth surgically removed?
He also wasn't too excited that I insisted on bringing the camera along just in case I came across a great shot - like the one below! Here's my walrus (hehe) right after the surgery.
The whole time I was sitting with him I talked. And talked. And talked. And the only thing that made him open his eyes and react at all was when I let him know his pulse was up to 80bpm. Apparently, that was a little high for his liking...even half way unconscious.
Here he is home and safe :0) He has plenty of ice, gauze, and gatorade to last him the whole day!
Keep icing Mr. Notice the walkie-talkie? I had those ready so if I was upstairs and he needed something he didn't have to yell. He just pushed a buttom and I was at his service!
1 comment:
hahahha. Darren and I just started reading your blog site. I love the humor.... but poor Ryan! It cracks me up that he's not in bed but on his new couch! :)
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