This is our little buddy Nick.
Jerry is the name he gave the mole on his cheek.
As fond as we are of Jerry, it was time to say good bye.
So off to the doctors we went.
While waiting to go into surgery he got to hang out with dad and color. I was getting everyone else to school.
Nick said he was nervous, but Kevin said he was cool like a rock star. When the nurse came in to walk him back to the operating room he got right up. When she asked him to push the "magic" button to open the door to the hallway he told her "I'll push the button, but I am NOT handicapped!"
Mom and Dad had a short wait, when they called our name to go back to the recovery room,
this is who we saw:
He came out of the anesthesia as goofy as he went in!
He had his nurse and his parents laughing a lot.
This is how Nick looks now. He calls the bandages Jerry's grave.
I'm not sure where he comes up with this stuff!
Part of the fun of surgery is getting your very own mug!
The hospital shirt was a hit too! Unfortunately that had to stay.
To top off the experience he got to ride out of the building in his "very own wheelchair"!
He didn't mention anything about being handicapped during his ride.
Everything went well, Nick did great. Now we just get to wait to see what Jerry's scar looks like!