(Meant to publish this week before last...sorry!)
As narrated by John-Raven...
"On Wednesday, we checked in at Cook's for another surgery. No, not for my shunt (which is still working just fine, thank you very much) but for a hydrocele repair. (I know, all these medical terms confuse me, too. Just remember that 'hydrocele' has nothing to do with 'hydrocephalus'. Hydrocele surgery is basically like hernia surgery. Not a big deal, really.)"
"See, my brother, William, had his hydrocele surgery while still in the NICU, and I guess I got a little jealous, so guess what? I decided I needed a hydrocele repair, too! (Hey, if we're going to be identical twins, let's do it right.) Mom spotted the problem a couple of weeks ago and knew what it was right away. So we scheduled the surgery for Thanksgiving break, and off we went."
"Mom got me up super early. We were on the road by 5am! I didn't mind, though. I was pretty happy all morning, really. I got to see lots of nurses who gave me lots of attention, and I didn't even cry when they took me away from Mom and put me under. See that picture above? That was me in 'Recovery 2'. I was so out of it. I opened my eyes once in a while when I heard a little baby crying a few beds down, but other than that, I didn't really want to wake up for a while."
"Mom tried to wake me up to eat, which was something the nurses and doctors said I had to do before they would let me go home, but I was tired and was more interested in sleeping than eating. By the time 3pm had rolled around, I'd had a breathing treatment, a steroid shot in my IV, and an ounce of milk, and we were headed home! I was pretty sleepy the rest of the day, too. Since I'd been wearing my frog pajamas, Mom nicknamed me her little 'Groggy Froggy'."
"I'm all better now, and fully recovered. And I'm looking real tough, too, with a couple of more surgical scars to match William's. Twin life, yo!"
