Gage's surgery

yesterday morning Gage had surgery for the removal of his skin tags.
Gunnar was simply amazing the night before- Gage was not suppose to eat seven hours before his surgery, so when he woke up around three a.m. wanting to be fed Gunnar got up and walked him for over an hour. We got up, got to the hospital around 5:30. On the way I thought about my mom when I went in for surgery when I was in second grade, my poor mother! I jokingly asked the check in lady if they could put me out too... I knew that things were going to be okay, but as a mother of a sweet six month old baby, how could I not feel anxious?
Gage got several comments on how cute and chubby his is. He loved the operation teddy bear they gave him, but unfortunately the fluff started coming off- so I think he may have digested some of it. Gage is so chubby and busy they had a little bit of difficulty getting his blood pressure with the baby cuff, but the next size up was too big. When it was time for him to go into to surgery. The nurse wrapped a blanket around him and carried him down the hallway. He was watching me over her shoulder. Those big wonderful brown eyes locked on me as they went further and further down the hallway... It made me a bit emotional...
I sent Gunnar to his class, and read "LDS Living" while I waited. They had said to expect it to be an hour to an hour and half. Happily about forty minutes later the nurse came to get me. I texted Gunnar to let him know he was out.
They took me back to a room. The doctor came to see me to tell me how it went and to show me pictures. He told me I could relax now because it was over, but I felt I would not be able to relax till I had Gage back in my arms.
A nurse came in and asked if I needed a bottle warmed, I told him there was no need. The few minutes waiting for Gage seemed longer than it should have. Finally a nurse came carrying him in. He was still out. He woke up as they put him in my arms. He was uncomfortable. I was able to nurse him and he calmed down. Gunnar came in- it turned out he only was able to be in class for about 20 minutes. I apologized for telling him to come, because we needed to wait about another half hour for observation.
Gage slept in my arms, till they let us go. We went to Wal-Mart to pick up his pain killer, it took them a while to get the prescription so we looked around, got some breakfast, while Gage slept in his car seat.
When we got home Avi was happily playing with Grandma Nelson. That afternoon, Gage only needed some pain med once, I gave him a half dose. He wanted to nurse more and didn't nap was well, but he really was so good.
When Avi saw his stitches, she said, "Gage dirty." I told her that it was an "owie". Through the rest of the day she would periodically point to his ear and say "Gage owie".
I gave Gage Tylenol before bed, and that his been it for meds. Today his did so well. There were times when he seemed a little uncomfortable, but he was easily comforted, and again he wanted to nurse more often. He is one tough little guy!!
He loves bread. We have been giving him little bites- and now he feeds himself. Today I gave him cheerios- and he could pick them up and eat them. He is amazing.