I have been remiss in posting an update after Marty’s surgery.
When he woke up on Friday he wasn’t fully awake when he went into the bathroom. He slipped and hit his head on the edge of the toilet bowl. Just outside his eyebrow, above the temple. I could tell immediately it would swell. He had ice on it on the way to the hospital.
The surgery went very quickly, and very well. Bella barely had time to finish her salad with her dad in the cafeteria before they called us back to recovery.
They put him to sleep with silly juice and laughing gas, so he didn’t have an IV. When the anesthesiologist thought he might be feeling something, he gave him some morphine. Of course this made him goofy.
Marty had instructed Bella to record him, which she did. We had some laughs but there were a few minutes of concern. He had some double vision, and they didn’t know if it was from the anesthesia or if he had a concussion. Thankfully it cleared up and they decided no concussion. Meanwhile he made sure to tell us every few minutes that he had double vision. More laughs.
Saturday he was back to normal, except for a black eye. He, Bella and a friend played tennis and rode their bikes. Aside from soaking his foot twice a day and keeping it bandaged, you would never know there was anything wrong. Not even a pain pill (except for his normal arthritis medicine.)
I am so thankful to the doctors and nurses who took such good care of my son. One more small victory.