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The Long Hard Road

The worst is over, technically, but the hard part of healing is yet to come.
The surgery was a total success, and Leo only lost one unit of blood, which is really nothing when compared to his last surgery, where he lost 4.
However, our little Lion is emotionally scarred from his last experience, so when he woke up yesterday, in a hospital bed, plugged in, and with a pounding headache (really everywhere ache) he was one mad and very scared little baby!

It was a long night full of tears, sleepless dreams, and morphine.

This morning, though looking pretty battered and swollen, Leo drank some milk and even played with his rattle. But he is still pretty sensitive to anyone touching him or fiddling with his wires. I must have held him for hours, just gently stroking him, and playing his favorite Dan Zane's album on the ipad over and over and over again, until even the kiddo next door has them memorized.

I don't know what is more exhausting at this point, not sleeping, or listening to him cry.

But, the worst IS over. He is well on his way to recovery, and seriously, compared to last time, this is all so much easier to bear.

Thank you for all your love and prayers towards are little guy the past couple days! Although he has a long way to go yet, with everyone's support, he will muscle through admirably, like always.

Getting ready....he's on to us at this point...

An hour post-op. Already a bit swollen, but you can get the idea of his new look! 

Today: Very beat up and swollen, and they say he may get even more so. Right now his left eye is swollen shut, and his right eye is getting there also. Poor little lamb...



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  1. Bless his heart. Continued prayers for all of you.

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  2. Hoping & praying the recovery goes as smoothly as possible.

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  3. Poor little bubba. Hopefully these hard hospital days will be nothing but a faint memory.
    Tina

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  4. May God continue to bless all of you. Much love to Leo for a speedy recovery. With many prayers from California.
    Sam & co.

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  5. Sweet, sweet baby! Bless his heart.

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  6. What special, brave, and strong people
    God chose to be baby Leo's parents. Your family is a blessing to us all and we can learn so much by your example. May God continue to bless you all.

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  7. Hugs; this would be very physically and emotionally exhausting for you all. Lampada lit for you all...

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  8. I've been following your blog and praying for Leo along his journey. Leo has touched many with his strong spirit and you, as parents, have touched us by your honest faith and fierce, gentle love.

    I just want you to know that Leo is being prayed for by more people than you realize.
    This prayer warrior is praying in Minnesota.
    Take care, little Leo. He was aptly named, your Little Lion.
    ~Jodi

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