It was quite a restless night. I do not want to declare that his days and nights are backwards because I don't want it to be true. Dave and I took turns lying beside him all night. He just did not sleep well. Around midnight (it's all fuzzy now so I'm not 100% on the time), he said he had an "owie". He never gave a specific location but we got him some tylenol. It really did not seem to help much. Now it's 940 am and he's breathing deeply and sleeping. I think I'm going to take a nap too.