Joey was grumpy, but a trooper. He had his last bottle at 5:30 am, so by 1:10pm he was tired, grumpy and super hungry.
The anesthesiologist arrived and we had to hand our precious boy over.
It's now 3:30pm and we are just waiting for the first update.
It is all so surreal. We have deep faith in the surgeon and in God and we pray for our love bug.
Thanks for the texts, calls, emails and most of all, the prayers.