It was wonderful. A teaching hospital is a pretty amazing thing. Lots of people, lots of help, very thorough.
We arrived at outpatient surgery at 5am local time. They started the surgery at 7:30. At about 8:30 we got a call saying that they had just barely begun operating. He was a difficult stick, apparently. They had tried to get a vein started by poking him... Count them... 21 times. At least, those are the ones I can see. Several in each hand, foot, and arm. One stick each in his head and jugular.
But he came back to us as happy as could be. Once I fed him, that is.
He cut a tooth the same day.
What a trooper.