Oh, he remembers every detail. And that's completely fine with him. He told on later visits to the doctor (where the doctors liked to keep mum waiting outside the door) that I was allowed into the operating theatre for the ‘really bad operation’ and that it had to be that way ;-)) He looks at the photos that were taken for the insurance company and has no problem with them. For him it's over, but not erased. We still laugh together about a scar on my shoulder: his injuries were stitched with KatGut, which dissolves itself so that no stitches need to be removed. With one exception: the fixation of the drainage bags. The doctor said that the pulling itself would be very short but very painful. An anaesthetic, on the other hand, would cause more discomfort for the child. So I took the little one astride my lap and the doctor pulled the tubes out of his head with a jerk and very skilfully. My son has always had great reflexes and bit my shoulder with all his might. Since then I know that human bites heal much worse than animal bites ;-))