|Are we really doing this???|
Mom and dad came right back to see me, and in an instant, they could see that something was different. Different from when they came to see me after my first surgery. My stats were good, I was not entirely swollen from IV fluids, and, most importantly, I was not crying.
We spent an hour in the recovery room, during most of which time I slept. When we moved into our post-recovery room, it became strikingly obvious that something had gone wrong with my last procedure that did not go wrong this time. It didn't take long after I woke up for my first smile to appear. When they gave me a toy, I played with interest. I took my bottle when they offered it. And while I did emit the occasional cry, which is to be expected, it was clear that I was nowhere near as uncomfortable as I was last time. I just felt good - or at least as good as one can feel after a dramatic surgical change to his body.
I was doing so well that we were able to leave the hospital by 1:30 p.m. - just 6 hours after surgery began! I took a good nap right away, and when I woke up, I was almost entirely myself. Even more than I have been over the last two weeks. I laughed. I smiled. I talked and hugged and kissed. I was playful. I even tried to roll and move around. I was me again. And I was doing it with very little pain medication. This is how it was supposed to be the first time around!
|Just a few hours after surgery|
So what does this mean? We pray that it means I will not have these complications when we try again. But most importantly, it means that we can try again.
Ok, now for the best part.....
Even though we were barely able to expand, Dr. Bauer removed two very good size pieces of my nevus!!!! Take a look for yourself. Here's a "before" picture followed by one taken tonight.