Fast forward a few days. Jacob is healing well. He sleeps great at night, plays during the day and rarely complains about his pain. I'm so impressed with how well he's doing. I haven't brought him to daycare or preschool yet. Maybe he would do just fine, but I want to make sure he's ready for the rough play. The only thing that he really doesn't like is medicine time. They gave him liquid Vicodin and apparently it doesn't taste good.
This time at home has given me the opportunity to play more with him. Grandpa Sam and Grandma Ann bought him Candy Land to help him recover. We've played that a few times. It's hard to lose, but I refuse to let him cheat and win. Kids need to know how to be a good winner and loser. Grandma Sarah and Grandpa Doug bought him a Thomas the Train magazine that we've been working on. There are tons of activities like counting the engines and tracing numbers. I'm impressed with his level of concentration. Krista and Abe bought Jacob some jingle bells; so that he doesn't have to strain his voice during recovery. He thinks is a pretty cool gift. The other day, I tried to take a nap. The bells were rung right away. I think the mother-lode came from Becca and Josh. They bought Jake new pajamas (which he has hardly removed since Friday), chap stick (lipstick), and several new toys. The paddle ball game, squishy caterpillar and Color Magic paper have been some favorites.
I feel blessed that the surgeon preformed the procedures well and without complications; and I feel blessed that our family and friends have been so supportive. But mostly, I feel so blessed that Jacob is recovering so well.