"I want my tonsils back!!!"
That's what woke me up around 5:00 this morning. The pain medication had worn off and he was not happy. Once he got another dose, he settled back to sleep. Besides being in an awful mood, he seems pretty good this morning. We've been to the bank and to Walgreen's.
Being an extremely sensitive kid, I think he feels like we did this to him. That it is our fault we put him through this. I don't think he can verbalize it, but I can just feel it. It's been a little bit traumatic for him. But he'll pull through and in a week it will just be a bad memory.
Here are some of the pictures I took yesterday.