After his nap in Dadda's lap, Owen woke up more like himself. He was talking to us instead of crying. The nurse said home and he said Home? Bye Bye?? Okay! He didn't even cry when she took out his iv and untaped one of the sensors that were left on his chest. He was our great big champ and I am so proud of him!
They warned us that eye patients often get sick on the ride home or once arriving home just due to adjusting to their vision and eyes being messed with. This little guy was green on the ride home as you can see from the picture...but never did get sick. Even once we made it home he was a champ. He was quickly asking for chocolate milk and cookies...which is all he ate for dinner! But come on...this kid could have asked me to cut off my left arm...and I would have tried to figure out a way to do it!
Since being home Owen went a few days doing great...and then Friday evening spiked a fever. After a panicked call to Children's it was thought to be a coincidence of timing. Go figure! We sooo should have known O would come down with a virus or something! I mean we did go to a hospital.
Anyway, surgery was a success. His eyes are seeming to heal nicely. The ointment we put in twice a day seems to be a nice relief for him when they appear to be irritated. We go back in 3 months to the Eye Center for follow up...until then we're nursing a fever ridden little boy who can't seem to catch a break! Prayers for this family as we deal with our 5th round of fevers since the end of October.
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