(Don't let this picture fool you, he was smiling a few seconds later but had just gotten home!)
I was not happy or ready to be back at another hospital for surgery on Landons arm. I had already did a 10 day tour of duty with Coco at Childrens Hospital in December, and even though Landon's arm surgeries were scheduled long before, I didn't want to do it.
I hate that Landon has to have two surgeries a year on his arm. Last year when we told him it was happening again he threw up. I was dreading telling him. This time was different.
I think because Coco had been in the hospital, it had normalized the process for him a bit. I told him we were having surgery and getting a cast and he took it well. He was happy he wouldn't have to stay in the hospital like Coco did. I already had some presents lined up, special things planned (like a visit from Mimi and Pop), and he was okay with it.
Then on the actual morning we took him in, he was in great spirits and not scared at all. Even when we walked into the prep area, he was brave. nervous bu brave. We had read "Franklin Goes To The Hospital" which details out everything from the ID bracelet to X-rays and makes it less scary.
This book is amazing for any kid who has to go into the hospital, planned or not!
And when he ran out of courage and it was time to leave us and go into surgery, the most precious thing happened. His doctor, who he's had since he was a baby, carried him into surgery. Landon dried his tears and draped himself over his shoulder.
I keep waiting for him to ask "why me?" but he doesn't. This is the only arm he's ever known. This is normal to him. I now see Coco's hospital stay was even part of the miracle of Landon's story and that even though you might not think so, miracles are all around.