On April 28th, Macklan had a dermoid cyst removed from the temple next to his left eye.
After being educated by his surgeon and my handy, reliable source Google, I learned that this type of cyst forms during embryo development and continues to grow if not removed. The chances of the cyst being a cancerous threat were slim to none, but as with any surgery there were risks. Realizing the risk for potential future problems from this cyst outweighed my apprehensions about putting him under with anesthesia and all the "what-if" thoughts that ran through my head. This was one scary, stressful day for our family. Being away from Macklan for slightly over two hours during his surgery and recovery was hard, but knowing that prayers were reaching heaven on Macklan's behalf gave me peace of mind and calmed me as I sat in the waiting room with Scott, my mom, and my grandmother. After almost an hour we were called into the small consultation room to hear from Macklan's surgeon Dr. S; he was quick to assure us that all went well and that Macklan was doing great in recovery. The cyst was the size of a peanut M&M and was embedded below the skin's surface reaching to the bone, but luckily not yet interfering with any other structures or the orbit. He has twelve stitches and should not have any future complications.
Along with journaling the day's events, these pictures help tell the story.
5:30 a.m. wake-up call...too early!

5:40 a.m. car ride to hospital making sure to bring along his blanket and puppy...

Rainy morning heading into the deserted hospital. Macklan was the first patient to arrive at same day surgery.

Waiting while Daddy gets Macklan checked-in at same day surgery. He had no idea what was about to happen!

Macklan was angry at the nurse for putting the ID bracelet on his ankle. He cried and announced, "Boo-boo! Boo-boo!" over and over again until I put his socks on so he couldn't feel the bracelet touching his ankle.

Watching
Mickey Mouse Clubhouse while Mommy and Daddy answer the nurse's questions. This was also right before Macklan pushed the nurse button which lightened the mood for a
minute second.

A visit from Nana right after Macklan forced down his "loopy" syrup which the nurse told us tasted like rotten eggs. Taking her word for it and based on Macklan's reaction after sucking down the entire syringe of liquid, I'd have to say she was right. He was a trooper.

Pretending to give Daddy a shot with the medicine syringe.

Marked for surgery and too loopy to sit up anymore...

Macklan was sticking close to me (
and me to him) as he became really drowsy from the medication.

A happy reunion for Macklan and Mommy after being separated during surgery and recovery for slightly over two hours.

The thick wrap of gauze that held the IV in place aggravated Macklan. He would tug and pull at it begging me to remove it. This was yet another boo-boo.

Watching
Little Einsteins after drinking two cups of juice. Mommy and Daddy wait patiently on a wet diaper so we can go home.

Really pale and still groggy after surgery...

Getting his strength back and having a bad hair day!

Enjoying a popsicle after a much needed long nap.

12 stitches...our brave Lil' Man!