I chose to leave the camera at home and just use Jon’s phone. You know. One less thing to remember at 4:30 AM. Big long post previously posted full of the juicy details. Scroll down if you’d like to read all about it. Other wise enjoy a few pictures of our hospital visit.

Mama and Regan in our waiting room. Doesn’t he look so cute in his tiger gown?

Daddy and Regan watching “The Cat in the Hat knows a lot about that” while we are STILL waiting…….. Took forever. O.K. it just felt like forever, but it was quite the wait.

I had to get a picture of a drugged up Regan smile. This was when his favorite part (The “GO GO GO” song. He sings along.) came on after the nurse came and gave him a sedative. They took him back to the O.R. shortly after.

This is the “art work” that hangs above everyone in the waiting area. I named it Falling Death. Jon, the reception nurse, and fellow waiters all agree. Falling Death is scary even if you are surrounded by nurses, surgeons, and O.R.’s.

Jon took a photo standing right under it. Look at all those death spikes! After we went up stairs to get a different view.

This is the upstairs elevator lobby view. They are hard resin folded V’s hung by fishing line. One has already fallen. We sat on the outskirts of Falling Death and discussed, while eying the clock and the O.R. doors. Falling Death does not make relaxing art work. You should have relaxing art work while waiting in an O.R. waiting area.

I was SO SO SO happy to be holding my Mister Man. We are told he did great during the whole deal.

Our sweet nurse took this one of us. All our nurses and Dr.’s were just awesome. Really helped calm the Mama worries. The Daddy is always calm. He is my rock.

And last but not least. A cruddy picture of his first (sure to be more right?) I.V. bruise. This was the best one we got. He didn’t feel like cooperating much. We tired Saturday, and Sunday to get a decent one.