Tuesday February 8

Hopefully today will be the only hard day.  We started the day with a split breakfast.  Grandpa and Grandma went down and ate.  Then Gary and I ran down and tried to eat.  I think I had fruit and a piece of toast, but neither one of us were thinking about breakfast.  We headed back to the room, meanwhile telling each other that we both had to have a stiff upper lip and not let him see how scared we were.  The van from the X-Cell Center was here to pick us up at 9:00 am and off we were.  We had a short ride with Reinhard to Dominikus Krankenhaus.  When we arrived we entered the "Krankenhaus" and were met by nuns and nurses.  We went up, we think 3 floors to the X-Cell center's own floor.  Everything is very modern like in the reception and beautiful fresh flowers on the tables.  You know I was concerned that the feel of the place was going to feel to sterile and not so comforting, but it was so nice.  It gave you a sense of sophistication as well as cleanliness that it put me at ease.  So after we presented payment for the services they lead us down another couple floors to another floor that was again the center's own floor.  We walked into another waiting room and met up with a couple that we had met when we were going through all of the preliminary process.  Their little boy was back and was getting his extraction already.  She looked how I was already feeling and it was very hard for me to not show Blye how nervous I was for this.  About 15 minutes after we were down there they wheeled out Adam and we watched them take him to a recovery room that was just on the other side of a glass wall that we were sitting by.  He looked well and it gave us some assurance that Blye would be okay.  It still was hard because we had not gone through it yet. Shortly after they had taken Adam back in recovery they called for Blye.  So I held my breath and I handed him to Gary and I watched them both walk away.  It was so hard to not be in there with him and know what was going on to the exact minute.  For once I felt what Gary goes through when I go back with him. I was so glad that he did too, because I was not handling things very well.  I was having a hard time fighting back tears.  So after Dad came back and he wiped away his tears we tried to sit down and drink a cup of coffee.  I couldn't sit though.  I was up pacing and moving around.  Gary was just as bad.  Everytime we would hear the click of the door we would snap our heads to attention and wonder if that was Bubba.  Grandma said that if she stopped crocheted she weould start crying.  Well after an agonizing 30 minutes we seen Dr. Habaland and he said that everything went well and Blye would be out shortly.  Before he could finish his sentence our Hero was being wheeled our way.  He was still very much asleep and we followed him into recovery.  What seemed after 30 minutes he started waking up, well with the help of Dr. Elsisi's rubbing on his collar bone.  Did I mention that I really didn't care for him?  Reason number 2.  Well once he was completely awake we were able to take him with us out to the waiting room with us and give him some water.  He was definitely thirsty and he had no problem wanting more.  The only thing that he was not understanding very well is he had to keep in his IV.  Yes you read right. We have to keep it in till thursday, so I really don't know how well this will go.  So after we got him to drink he really wanted to go and they said that they seen no problem with us going.  They called for our ride, but we had to wait awhile because he was picking up another family with the same transport.  So after a little impatient wait, we were on the shuttle back to the hotel.  We decided that we weren't venturing out with Little Man, so Mom and Dad stayed in with Blye and Gary and I went on search of supper.  We really needed that too, we both were still a little stressed from the procedure and it was nice for Grandpa and Grandma to stay with him.  We headed out to this great grocery store that Gary and Dad had found and picked up supper. Rolls, blue and camembert cheese, a rotissere chicken from a truck out front, strawberries, and fanta was supper.  Oh yeah, and Ice Cream.  We hopped back on the train and were back to the hotel in 45 minutes.  Which is a record for any of us.  These trains can be kind of tricky.  So after another great supper we settled in for the night.  We didn't know how Blye would do with his IV, but he did well.  We took a fashion magazine from downstairs that they had and folded it in half and used it as a splint under his arm and took one of Gary's ace bandages and wrapped it.  Let me tell you it worked awesome and he slept well.  He didn't want to go to sleep very well, so Gary sat up with him till he went to sleep.  Once he was out he never woke up the rest of the night.  To God the credit is due.  He really needed to sleep off the day.