Thursday morning we had to be downtown to Methodist by 5:30 a.m. My dad stayed with us this past week to help while Randy had some late nights and to take care of Quinn while we got Wes to the hospital. We got checked in and had to wait about 2 hours for him to have the surgery. He was not as crabby as I thought he would be. We were not allowed to give him anything to eat or drink beforehand.
|snuggling with his John Deere bear :-)|