Daddy and Uncle Will had the first night shift. He did awesome. When he first got out of surgery, the doctors let us back a little early because Ben insisted on seeing Mommy. So Mommy went back to calm him down. He wanted the goop out of his eyes so that he could see. Of course, the real problem was that he was still coming out of anesthesia. And he wanted a sprite. Not ice chips. Sprite. They finally gave him some gatorade later in the evening after mommy left.
I went back to the apartment that we are staying at (thank you Mrs. Tippen). It was so nice to sleep in a real bed. I went to bed as soon as I called the girls. It was a good sleep for so many reasons.
Woke up early this morning and rode the metrorail to the hospital. I left so early and it still took me an hour to get to Ben’s bedside. The buildings are all locked because of Thanksgiving, so it took me over 30 minutes to get inside the hospital. As soon as Ben is better, we are definitely going on a train ride.
The Puddles 
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