ACL Repair...

Ohhhhh, poor little honey had to have his knee operated on this last Thursday. I don't know who remembers last August, when Thiago was playing soccer and tore his ACL. He ended up having an MRI, and indeed it did need to be operated on. It was a minor tear so the doctor told him we could hold off a few months until he needed surgery. So lucky us, we finish paying all the Lincoln bills and we get to start all over with more hospital bills. Fun, only this time we don't get a cute baby out of it. Oh well....what do you do. At least we have the money, not exactly how I wanted to spend it, but could be worse.


Here is his support group...me and Lincoln!! Carson spent the day with his Tou and Tia Shalae (Gus and Shalae for you non portugese speakers). They took him to the Hansen Planeterium and he had a grand old time. Lincoln, the lucky duck got to come with me. Didn't want to leave both kids with them and didn't want to have to worry about pumping all day. So my little bug came to keep me company.


He was a perfect little angel, just like I knew he would be. Stayed and played during all the pre-op stuff. As soon as they took Thiago back, he fell asleep. Stayed asleep for about 2 1/2 hours, and woke up just in time to greet daddy. What a good little boy.


Here is Thiago, looking pretty chipper after all was said and done. He is tough, and really handles things like that pretty well. He was ready to go after being awake only an hour or so. Not a big fan of hospitals, he just wanted to get home.


The hardest part for him was the femur block. They gave him some stuff that would knock off all feeling in his leg, kinda like an epidural for us moms...just in his leg. He didn't regain feeling for 24 hours. He had a hard time dragging that dead weight along on his crutches. So sad, cause the first night home he totally fell. He was on his way to the bathroom and I was standing close by, but lets face it, what can I do. He is about 3 times my size, and I am not a whole lot of support. His mind was working faster than his crutch, and he just kinda toppled over. He let himself just fall straight down, cause he knew if he tried to catch himself that would just mess things up. Kinda scary, watching my big guy lose total control and just flop. Luckily no damage done.


Oh and then there is my Carsy-boy. He just CAN'T stand seeing his poor dad down and out. We are just not used to it. Thiago just goes, goes, goes....always doing something. Carson was just so concerned to see him just laying there all bandaged up. The minute Carson got home, he plopped himself down by Thiago and has literally not left his side. He is always telling me that daddy has an owie on his knee, and that he needs to hold his hand. So cute, he keeps patting Thiago and telling him that it will feel better yesterday (he means tomorrow). So sweet. Anyways, he has started physical therapy and is doing better every day. By this time next week, I guarantee he will be out and about like nothing has happened. This guy can't stay down for long.