It’s always a huge ordeal for Ben to have surgery. I get tired of explaining his autism to doctors time after time after time. Ben is usually very wound up, verging on a meltdown and I have to take time away from keeping him calm and not afraid to explain stuff to stupid people who, if only they would actually LOOK at his chart, wouldn’t waste my time. It doesn’t matter how many phone calls I make before hand to take care of all that stuff, it’s a total waste of time.
So when this latest surgery came up, my blood pressure went through the roof. I was advised to talk to the ChildLife Specialists at Children’s and was somewhat mollified when they actually seemed to listen to me. Infact, Ben and I went on a tour of the surgical dept last week and I was amazed at his level of comprehension, his calmness and his willingness to participate. I don’t know why I always imagine the worst is going to happen - this child never ceases to amaze me and make me feel totally humble - he really is the most astounding child. I feel very lucky that he is mine 
So. Yesterday, the day starts off very well - Ben agreed to take his seizure meds with water. Ok, admittedly, it was 5am, but this is an absolute first. To make a long story a little shorter, he was a complete star throughout the day. Worked with his childlife worker - the phenomenal Alysa -who is also an avid knitter - I knew she was cool, but damn! She knits too! wow! Ben had his surgery without meltdown, without seven people pinning him down, without all the fuss and nonsense and without me yelling at anyone! I think this is definitely a first, and I am just so proud of him.
He has been totally cuddly since, and just a little drowsy, but fingers crossed we are rapidly on the road to recovery