We did it!

We found the surgery center with no problem . . . well, very little problem. Mom and Dad were already there.

They finally called Scott and I back (with Wyatt) to get things started. We changed him into his little gown and put those footie things on him. They took his vitals. We met the nurses who would care for him.

Then, they said Mom and Dad could come back. We met the anesthesiologist. The doctor looked at the rash area and said everything was good to go.

It was sad to see the nurse walking down the hall to the operating room with Wyatt on her hip.

The doctor came out after the surgery and said everything went as they had expected.

When they said that we could see Wyatt, me, Mom and Dad couldn't keep up with Scott as he practically sprinted back to the recovery room.

Wyatt looked so baby-like wrapped up in the blanked and being rocked by the nurse.

Scott held him for quite a while. We were told we had to wait at the hospital for an hour just to make sure everything was ok.

When they finally unhooked the iv and said we could go home, I was thrilled. Scott dropped us off at home and went into town to pick up Wyatt's prescription for pain medicine.

Wyatt slept most of the rest of the day.

Mission accomplished!