Brock had his surgery yesterday for his hernia. I was amazed at how calm and collected he was the whole time. We got to the hospital and registered. They took us back to the room and told us we had been bumped to the second surgery of the day so it would take a bit longer...We waited...and waited...and waited. Our pastor came and prayed with Brock and explained to him that he had special privileges at the hospital because Jesus was there with him. Then, we waited some more....luckily some friends of ours had come to sit with Tricia, so the time went fairly quickly...Finally at 11:15 they came and took Brock back for surgery. He kissed me goodbye and was on his way. The entire wait, he never once acted nervous or worried and even told me I didn't need to kiss him twice! He got back to the room around 12:45 and was glad to see Daddy had made it over his lunch time. And he was HUNGRY AND THIRSTY! And ready to go home. So, he got a rootbeer, some pizza and some pudding. We finally were released and got him home around 2:00 PM. He is doing remarkably well and is HATING being on the couch. I've let him play some, but in small spurts. I am so proud of him and how brave he was. He never cried or acted like it was a big deal at all. We are so thankful for everyone's prayers..They made the difference I am sure of it!
Pictures are of his bed upon arrival, Brock ready to leave for surgery, Brock with his root beer after surgery, Brock and Daddy chatting about how brave he was afterwards, Balloons and a bear from Aunt Julie and Uncle Andy!
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