Earlier this week I got the news that the “spot” on his face was a Spitz Nevus. That didn’t mean much to me but the Dr. informed me they would like to go in and do an excision to get the rest out (they just shaved it off in the office) so surgery was set for this morning.
No photos please (notice the crooked pinkey)
I think I told him he looked like a girl in this one.
Finally broke down and told him if he didn't smile I was selling his chickens!
And here we are "after" surgery.
He was dazed and confused! He just shook his head yes/no and sometimes yo (yes/no combined). Sometimes his "nods" were even delayed a minute or two. He didn't get to eat before hand so he was going to have Grandma take him to DQ for lunch but when I asked him if he wanted DQ still he shook his head no. He was pretty dizzy and out of it but I am told he is recovering well (he is with Grandma Janet for his spoiling - I mean recovery).
