Last night I came home after having been gone for the past 5 days. My son with Downs, Tyler, had undergone a kidney biopsy the first day I was gone. He wanted me to see "his surgery". When he showed me the small band-aid on his lower back, I suggest that I pull it off. Before he could answer, it was off!
Tyler wanted a new one to be placed on his wound. I showed him that there was not the sightest sign of bleeding. I came back down a little later in tme to hear him say to his mother, "I'm feewing a little yakey with the band-aid off my surgery." I immediately accused him of "faking it". He had to admit that he felt just fine. He had found that having his mother and his wife wait on him hand and foot, was not too bad!