Surgery

A few weeks ago Ben injured his thumb at the Hamilton football camp.  He came home and originally we thought he just jammed it.  My first clue should've been when he told me he heard a popping sound when he hurt it.  The next day the pain was so bad that I took him to Urgent Care.  The consensus there was that we need to see a specialist to make sure it wasn't broken.  Well, 4 days and one loooonnnng appointment later - we discovered Ben would need surgery to re-attach a torn ligament and then a cast to help the break (he broke the top part of the growth plate) heal.  The amazing thing was that Ben was funny, self depreciating and all around cool about the whole thing.  Yes, he was a little depressed about it but he didn't feel too sorry for himself. 

Yesterday (Wednesday, April 30) he had what Dr Bobb called "gameskeeper" surgery to reattach the ligament.  He came through it like a champ.  The best was when the anethesia was wearing off and he kept talking about "cinnamon oxygen" that he smelt when he had an oxygen mask.  He wanted to know if oxygen smells like cinnamon than what are we breathing all the time??  And then he asked what ice was made out of.  He kept saying,"I feel great...do you feel great?"  My favorite was when he said, "I wish dad were here.  He's a cool guy.  He needs to play Skyrim again".  He came home about an hour after the surgery and spent most of the day sleeping and acting goofy on account of the the pain meds. 

Through this whole ordeal I can't help but be grateful for all of the one on one time I have spent with him. Ben is such a funny kid - I love his sense of humor.  And I love just hanging out with him.