Poor buzz, he just has the stomach flu here, but you can see he isn't pampered or anything.
On May 12th Ty had to have surgery to correct a hernia that he had. He has no idea what he's in for. 
He pretty much owns the place wherever he goes. People are attracted to him like a magnet.
He has to be patient(no pun intended) as he waits for his turn. "I want to go home now".
He really likes being checked by pretty nurses.
Ty looked so cute in his little hospital nightgown, and special socks.
The nurses entertained him with toys. Whatever kept him occupied. He was so demanding though. "I'm done with this one now, I need another one."
He called Grandma Campbell to tell her how things were going and that it's almost his turn.
One of the cute nurses entertained him with a bubble machine. He acted like he was too cool for it. I had a great time though. I'm going to have to get me one of those. It was funny though, 'cause it was dripping everywhere, on everything. I could just see a doctor slipping and crashing to the floor all in the name of making sure Ty is happy.
It was so sad seeing his little body all weak and out of it.
The nurse said he was a "rock star" when he went in to surgery. He inhaled that sleeping gas like he loved it. (uh oh) He was so sweet and cooperative. Don't you just want to rescue him? He is so special. I am thankful it wasn't anything more serious. I can't imagine how horrible it would be to have your baby in continuous pain, living in and out of hospitals. I salute them all.
He woke up so out of it. He immediately wanted his IV out and the bandages off.
On his way out, the nurses gave him a build-a-bear and a book. They took great care of him.
Poor little guy.
When we got home he layed on the couch for a while. When he got up his leg was still asleep from the epidural. He collapsed and yelled "I'm O.k." He just kept trying and couldn't figure it out. I told him he had to crawl like a doggie. He was cool with that. Then I went in the backyard for a minute and as I went to open the door to come back in he hurried and locked me out. I was looking through the window yelling at him to unlock it, and he yelled back "no" while crawling across the floor to the barstools. I was helpless. I told him not to climb it or he would fall. He did anyway. I had to run around the house, through the sharp rocks with no shoes on, and through the garage. When I got in, he was sitting on top of the counter stuffing a blueberry muffin in his mouth. ES BUZZES!
He really likes being checked by pretty nurses.
Ty looked so cute in his little hospital nightgown, and special socks. The nurses entertained him with toys. Whatever kept him occupied. He was so demanding though. "I'm done with this one now, I need another one."
He called Grandma Campbell to tell her how things were going and that it's almost his turn.One of the cute nurses entertained him with a bubble machine. He acted like he was too cool for it. I had a great time though. I'm going to have to get me one of those. It was funny though, 'cause it was dripping everywhere, on everything. I could just see a doctor slipping and crashing to the floor all in the name of making sure Ty is happy. It was so sad seeing his little body all weak and out of it.
The nurse said he was a "rock star" when he went in to surgery. He inhaled that sleeping gas like he loved it. (uh oh) He was so sweet and cooperative. Don't you just want to rescue him? He is so special. I am thankful it wasn't anything more serious. I can't imagine how horrible it would be to have your baby in continuous pain, living in and out of hospitals. I salute them all.
He woke up so out of it. He immediately wanted his IV out and the bandages off.
On his way out, the nurses gave him a build-a-bear and a book. They took great care of him.
Poor little guy.
When we got home he layed on the couch for a while. When he got up his leg was still asleep from the epidural. He collapsed and yelled "I'm O.k." He just kept trying and couldn't figure it out. I told him he had to crawl like a doggie. He was cool with that. Then I went in the backyard for a minute and as I went to open the door to come back in he hurried and locked me out. I was looking through the window yelling at him to unlock it, and he yelled back "no" while crawling across the floor to the barstools. I was helpless. I told him not to climb it or he would fall. He did anyway. I had to run around the house, through the sharp rocks with no shoes on, and through the garage. When I got in, he was sitting on top of the counter stuffing a blueberry muffin in his mouth. ES BUZZES!
3 comments:
He is just the cutest thing ever!! That is hilarious that he locked you out! He is such a monkey!! He is so special and so sweet. He makes me smile everytime I see him.I'm glad everything went ok. He's a tough little dude!
Oh my little stinker locking you out. That is funny though! My kids have asked me if they can have the stuff that made them feel funny at the dentist. I'm a bit nervous for their teenage years. I keep telling them scary stories about people that do drugs. Where'd ya get that cute hat your wearing in the pics? I want one. I hope Ty gets all better soon but it sounds like he's not gonna let a surgery get him down.
Poor little guy! Loved seeing all the photos though! He is just so stinkin' cute.
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