Henry is in Surgery..... now we wait

and think positive thoughts and pray.... whatever it takes to will this all to go well.

Daddy and Henry in the elevator leaving Ronald MacDonald House this morning.  Henry was in great spirits, despite the 5:15 wake up.  Daddy smiling in spite the heartbreak of knowing what Henry faces today.

They wrapped Henry's hands like a boxer when we arrived at the hospital. They put anaesthetic gel on the backs of his hands for the needles/IV's to come and then wrap them so he doesn't have a numb mouth too. He'll be back in the Octogan fighting with his brothers in no time ( Mike's Joke ).He wasn't super keen on the hospital issue pj's. He looked like a French Prisoner in Papillon.

Lots of snuggles this morning before heading into surgery. Daddy needed them as much as Henry. Be the rock, be the rock, be the rock....

When they were ready for Henry, they loaded mommy and Henry on a stretcher and we gave him the midazolam.  Within minutes, he was relaxed and calm (basically drunk).  He was singing and babbling away - not a care.  A big relief to see his stress dissipate.... for Henry, but not so much for Mommy. Turns out Henry is a 'happy drunk' just like his parents :)

Here we are....arrived just outside the OR.  We had to hold Henry closely as his head was floppy from the meds. We stayed in this holding area until Dr. Ross and two anaesthetists came to answer our last minute questions. They are all so gentle and nice with Henry. We know he is in good hands.  They let mommy gown/cap and take Henry into the OR. Mommy was with him until he was asleep. He was happy and unstressed when mommy left him in the capable and caring hands of all the OR staff and our friend Cindy from pre-op.

Henry is in God's, the surgeons, and the medical teams hands now..... deep breath.