We get to Cooks Children's where a close friend of mine's mother happens to work and was in the day surgery dept that day. She took awesome care of us. She reassured us we had the best doctor and that while it's a big deal because it's OUR baby, it's really not a big deal... it would be quick, easy, and he'd be good to go. The staff at Cook's is amazing. Jack never even knew were there for anything but having fun. They have an awesome play room for while we were waiting.. Nelson even got to play an ipod touch and the wii. Jack got to pick cotton candy for the scent of his mask, he drank giggle juice (verced) to make him so happy he didn't care when they wheeled him away, and he was fed as many popsicles as he could stand when he woke up. Cook's has this easing parents mind and keeping kids from being scared thing down to a science.
While we were completely absorbed with what was going on with us throughout this process we were quickly reminded how blessed we are when we went in to the recovery room to see Jack. We couldn't help but thank God right then and there for this minor surgery Jack had to have... for the complete health we have been blessed with... for outstanding facilities for all the other kids that were there for much bigger reasons. The recovery room was not private, or even semi-private. There were about 20 beds barely divided by a curtain. A couple of kids were like Jack... there for minor day surgery... but wow...it was painfully obvious that many were not.