Aiden is having his hernia surgery tomorrow morning. To say I'm sick to my stomach is an understatement. Noah had his surgery when he was 5 so at least I know the drill now but I think it might be harder on me this time. Noah at least was old enough to explain what was going to happen. I explained it in very simple terms and he wasn't scared at all. He was so good and brave. How do I explain to a newly 3 year old about tomorrow?? How do I tell him that some strangers will come wheel him away from mommy and daddy and that it's ok? How do I explain that he needs to let them put a mask over his face and go to sleep? And every time I think of him waking up in the recovery room scared and in pain and not a familiar face anywhere, I start to cry. With Noah we got to come in the recovery room with him after a short time, I'm hoping the same will be true tomorrow. I pray he comes out of the anesthesia feeling fine and bounces back to his old self quickly. Between Aiden and my Dad's surgeries all in the past 2 weeks, I'm through with hospitals for awhile. I pray my family stays healthy.