Elliott's surgery

As I mentioned in my last post (see last post if you're confused), Elliott had a suspicious mole on the right side of his neck.  He's had it since he was about three, but it has gotten larger and a black dot appeared in the middle.  I had the pediatrician look at it over the summer and she agreed it was suspicious.  It was going to take six months to get into dermatology so we just skipped them and went straight to a pediatric plastic surgeon.  She also agreed it was suspicious and said it needed to come off ASAP, but it would need to be done under general anesthesia because of Elliott's age and its location on his neck.  We had that appointment the first week of October, so it took about six weeks to get in for surgery.

We did it on Friday the 10th, which was perfect because there was no school that day so Elliott didn't even have to miss Kindergarten.  Spencer was at a friend's house so Elliott got our full attention.  

We checked in at 8:45 and were in the "prep" room at 9:15. 

Elliott was not thrilled about the clothes he had to wear.  He also didn't care at all about the bear they gave him.  We ended up giving it to Lauren because she does work with foster kids and can pass it on to a kid that really needs it. 

Picture of a picture being taken

The surgery was scheduled for 10:00.  I think it was 10:15 when the surgeon came to talk to us and 10:30 when the anesthesiologist came to talk to us.  We watched the entire movie Despicable Me while waiting. 

The surgery ended up starting around 11:00 and was probably done at 11:07.  The surgeon came to talk to use about 11:20.  

Elliott was in a MOOD when we went into the room.  He swore he hadn't been asleep at all and was angry about everything.  The anesthesiologist had warned us about this mood so we were prepared for it.  He also told us that he is the anesthesiologist that does 99% of the liver transplant surgeries at Phoenix Children's, so it was like we were all destined to meet each other. 

We were in recovery for about an hour before we were released.  Elliott was in a much better mood by the time we left. 

We hadn't eaten that morning in solidarity of Elliott not eating so we went out for a big breakfast-for-lunch.  I think we got there just before 1:00.

And apparently this was the day I also bought a turkey sweater for a bottle of wine. Why else would I have done a photo shoot of it?