Well, I thought I'd give you a quick update on John. His surgery went just as planned last Thursday and he was able to come home on Friday. He's been in a little bit of pain, so hasn't moved off the couch much (but wait, how is that any different than normal? Just kidding, John!)
It was a little strange visiting him at Children's Mercy downtown (This was John's last surgery at Mercy as he will turn 19 this summer. He's definitely gotten to know the place well in his 18 years of life, though.) It was the first time we'd been there since we were discharged back in January (all of Oliver's follow-up appointments and his outpatient surgery were at the South campus). As soon as we walked through the front doors, it was a little like deja-vu and I got a pit in my stomach. It got even more familiar because John's room was in the same wing of the hospital as the NICU and even on the same floor as the PICU. Even though I was carrying my healthy baby with me, I couldn't help but feel sad--I am just so thankful that all of that is behind us now! I took Oliver to the NICU to visit one of our favorite nurses; she couldn't believe how big and healthy he looked. I'm sure those nurses see enough sad outcomes in their careers, I thought it would be nice for her to see one of the "success stories."
So today John thought it would be fun for he and Oliver to put on their matching shirts for a little photo shoot. Can you believe they make these shirts big enough to fit my 200+ pound "little" brother?? Who has the bigger smile in this picture? I think Oliver gives John a run for his money.
