No More Extra Teeth

Yesterday, Evan finally had all those extra teeth removed. 

I was an utter wreck. I know this kind of oral surgery is super routine, but Evan was cool as a cucumber. In fact, his surgeon declared him the most "chill" patient--adult or child--he has ever had. And Evan was not an easy case. After the surgery, our incredible surgeon told us he came in early that morning to run through the surgery a few more times. He really wanted to get all the teeth out, and he did:

They are arranged there the way they were in his mouth. The two bottom teeth were the baby teeth that wouldn't come out. It was nuts.

Here's what I will forever be grateful for:

1. When they were ready to take Evan back, I had to stay in the waiting room. The same nurse that met us at the consult was there to be his person, and I will be forever grateful for the one moment when our eyes met and I knew she had him. He walked back talking about video games and smiling.

2. Our surgeon was beyond incredible. Not only did he spend extra time rehearsing the surgery, but he answered all of our questions and chatted with Evan in a way that he could understand.

3. The discharge nurse was awesome. She explained everything so well, and she made sure we were all okay before we got in the car.

4. Evan has had no pain! We have kept him on Motrin, but he is eating and drinking normally. He slept all night, and he's frustrated we wouldn't let him go to school today.

5. The surgeon has called to check on him twice! He called last night and again this morning. Evan has 11 stitches; this wasn't a little surgery. I appreciate the follow-up.

We will be enjoying soft foods for another week, but we are feeling so very blessed that all went so well!