We made it. It wasn't easy, but we got through it. And in all, it went pretty well.
Wednesday we spent most of the day going from room to room and floor to floor meeting a ton of people. It was long, but in a way, reassuring, that all these people were there to look out for him- and open for whatever was needed. Then a dinner with friends and without the boy really helped us relax.
Thursday it was a bunch of waiting, but at least the waiting during the surgery/recovery wasn't long at all. Of course, they called us pretty quick to recovery 'cause he woke up -furious.- I could hear him screaming as soon as the elevator doors opened- even through 3 closed doors. And once we got to the room, with 3 nurses, 4 grandparents, and 2 parents trying to calm him down probably just added to the problem at first. Finally I stuck his MP3 player in his ears on a favorite song, (Junior Asparagus singing 'Twinkle Twinkle') and that helped him focus better. Two hours later, he was having a ball shooting foam disks at the grandparents and eating pizza. After a while, he realized that even the horrible medicine really did help him feel better, so he was a bit more open to taking it.
When he felt better, he got to explore around the hospital in the wheelchair, and had a ball doing so.
More later...