Riley is in the operating room

So we didn't get to go home last night. The surgical nurse practitioner tried all variety of tricks, but in the end she failed. I didn't catch the full explanation but the words "procedure", "liability", and "stupid" stood out. But we did get a private room since we made so much noise. Suzanne slept in the bed with Riley and I "slept" on the handy lay-flat chair. Note that flat doesn't mean level, so I spent the first sleepless hour sliding off the chair and onto the floor. Eventually I realized the cold, hard floor was a lot more comfortable. Riley tossed and turned early and then was up from 2:30-4:30 before falling back asleep. The nurse woke us up at 6am for pre-op and we went down to the 4th floor. The anesthesiologist gave Riley a dosage of versed, which basically makes him happy and sleepy. We played with Matchbox cars and watched cartoons while the drug took effect. They wheeled him into the O.R. at about 7:45am. Now we wait. Estimates for how long vary, but it will be at least five hours.