Snip Snip Snip...

Well, it's been about 24 hours and the kid's wee-wee is still attached, so I guess all is well.
He still has gauze around his appendage, so I have'nt been able to see the surgeon's handywork.
It should just slide off by tommorrow according to the doctor, so I will get a look then.
The hospital visit was pretty routine, meaning that the operation was scheduled for noon, and we ended up sitting and WAITING an extra hour and a half till he was taken back to the little operating room. (Keep in mind the hospital had us check in at 9:00)
Once the operation was underway, the lovely wife and I were escorted to a waiting room full of other parents, grandparents, and various other folks smiling, joking, crying, and solemnly waiting for good news.
We waited for about 35 min. and then checked in with the nurses, who informed us that the boy was finished, but had to wait in recovery for another 30.
Damn, Man!
So we waited some more.
When we finally saw the boy, he was just kinda looking like, "Hey mom and Dad. What's goin' on? I'm a little fuzzy, but otherwise, everything's cool."
We were happy to see him, and relieved that his willie did'nt seem to be causing him the pain I had anticipated.
We then made our way home, and after a nice relaxing nap, he was back at it, moving around on all fours like a madman!
It was as if the surgery had'nt even occurred.
My guess is, he was hopped up on codine, and was feeling ALRIGHT...
He had a pretty good night's rest too- although he woke up this morning at about 5:00.
Damn, Man!
It was cool, though.
Cuz my boy is A-ok!

Weekend Recap

This is shaping up to be a pretty busy weekend.
After work on Saturday, (I arrived home at 5:30, after going in at 9:00) the lovely wife and I watched the Ohio State vs. Purdue football game with a couple neighbors.
I made my annual "Night Game Chili" that cooked ALL day.
The Indians WON.
Sunday, I TRIED to install a folding door in our newly named sitting room. It used to be the t.v. room, but we took out ALL the electronics and moved them to what used to be the "sitting" or living room.
The t.v./electronics sat in what used to be a closet, and the doors which used to be on the closet were stored in the VERY damp room where our sump pump is located. Needless to say, the future of wood (particle board) does not bode well when extended exposure to moisture is in the cards.
I made the lovely wife mad.
REAL MAD.
The Indians LOST.
The boy goes in for weiner (tee-hee- see Visitors for Us- Strike That. Visitors for the Boy entry) surgery tomorrow.
I'm still a bit nervous, but I 'm cool. He will be a new boy tomorrow, and it will just be a new challenge for the lovely wife and I to face.
Good Luck to us.
And finally, my Dad and my Brother will arrive sometime tomorrow.
RIGHT ON!

Well, I guess you're up to speed in terms of what's what, so I guess I should say-


PEACE.

Visitors for Us- Strike That. Visitors for the Boy

This coming monday, my brother will be moving back to Columbus from Pensacola Florida.
I'm pretty happy about it, because there will be a member of my immediate family in town to help influence the sprout
in the ways of our clan. (Not so sure that's a good thing...
...JUST KIDDING MOM&DAD)
My parents will remain in P-cola, maintaining the ideal vacation spot they call home. I'm sure they will miss my brother, even though he had his own place, and his job (Archeologist) kept him out of town for months at a time. So even though they were used to him not being home, at least he was in the same city.
Anyway, in order to get here, he and my dad will be driving a truck with all his crap from there to here.
Man, I tell ya, I don't envy them a bit. I'm not the one to be driving 12 hours in a U-Haul, thank you very much.
They are scheduled to arrive on monday, which is the same day the boy has to go in for his "surgery".

Yeah, yeah, blog.

I KNOW I didn't divulge anything about the Sprout's medical procedure.
I didn't feel it was THAT big a deal. He's just going in for a bit of a weiner snip.
He was born with a partially circumcised wang, and the baby doc said the extra skin was really no big deal.
So we left it alone.
Time passed, and the decision to just leave his dipstick alone was revoked, and so, snip snip.
When my family arrives on monday, there is a good chance we will either be in surgery, on our way home, or tending to the boy's pecker needs.
(I tried to use as many lewd penis references, because
1. I hate the word penis {Even though that will be the name we refer to it with him}
and
2. How often do you get the opportunity to use dirty words to describe a wanker?)

If I get a chance though, I'm gonna take some time out to help my dad and brother move some stuff into his place.
I'm sure the effects of the anesthesia will not wear off for the entire day, and he will be catching some major Z's, so that may give me a chance to help out.
I will keep you posted, dear blog as to the details of the boy's surgery, and how he is doing afterward.
So, that's about all that's going on, and I want to wish my dad and brother a safe, swift trip up, and I can't wait to see you guys.

PEACE.