And he took it home with him. After all, it was in him for over three years.
The surgery went well, it took all the live-long day, but we got home by seven this evening after getting up at four a.m. and leaving by four thirty. Long long day. Aaron was sick from the anesthesia again, so it took a while for us to be able to leave.
Mirielle made dinner, and it was all cleaned up when we walked in, yay.
Tonight we just hung out and relaxed with Ben and Ashley.
Longer post tomorrow.
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I love the fact that he has the bar to look at forever. It will be a great thing to show his kids/grandkids one day and say--this thing was in me!
Three years already? Wow!
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