This morning, Luke went to the Wilson Medical Center to have grommets put into his ears. It was a VERY early morning for us. I was up at 4:45am to get myself ready, and then I got Luke up at 5:15am, in time to leave by 5:30am. Luke wasn't allowed to eat anything, so the little guy hadn't had anything since 10pm last night, and this morning he was starving. I was so proud of him though, because he was so good even with his rumbling tummy, and tired eyes, he continued to be a little lady charmer, just getting all the nurses attention.
He was trying desperately to bite off his hospital bracelet.
He is the only person I know who looks 'cute' in a hospital gown. LOL... his chubby little legs and nappy sticking out the back just made me laugh.

The surgery (once we finally got to that point after nearly 2 hours of just waiting in a hospital room and then in pre-op) was very quick. He was in and out in about 10 minutes.
For those of you who don't know the procedure, it's pretty much just a matter of putting him under anesthetic with a gas mask (he was only asleep for about 15 minutes) and then quickly making a small incision in his ear drums, and putting a little plastic 'tube' through his ear drum, to allow air into the middle ear (which is behind the ear drum) and to allow fluid from the middle ear to drain out so it doesn't get infected.
Anyway, after the surgery, Luke was beside himself in tears. He was starving, didn't feel good after waking from the gas, and he wasn't with his mommy (I wasn't allowed in the recovery room.. they brought him to me when he woke up)
I gave him a bottle, which is chugged down much to quickly, and then proceeded to between hysterical sobs, throw up the entire bottle over me. I was drenched through 3 layers of clothes right to my skin, so I had to wear a paper 'scrubs' shirt home. LOL... quite the fashion statement I made in my paper shirt!
This afternoon he seems to be pretty much back to his normal self again. He has been quite tired today, and a bit cranky, but over all, I am so proud of our little man for handling the days events so well. Right now, he is loudly, but happily shouting from his crib to let me know that his nap is over and I need to come get him. Every now and then between his shouts, I hear his little 'whistling' which I am still trying desperately to catch on camera for all of you to see.
Our sweet boy is a real champ and we are so grateful that he is strong and healthy and a happy part of our family.
P.S Thank you Tara who was able to email these pics to my computer. I took them on my phone and have no way of uploading them myself.