My poor baby!

As I sit here at the computer, and look over to the couch, Austin is sprawled out with his ice packs wrapped around his head, and looking pitiful. He had all four wisdom teeth cut out this morning. And, even though the procedure itself went flawlessly, his recovery has been slow. He had a hard time waking up post-op, and then he was sick to his stomach. Considering he hadn't eaten since 7pm last night, there was nothing in his stomach to come up, so he was dry heaving. He was groggy and nauseated. And, now he seems to be in a lot of pain. My poor baby. I feel so helpless. There's nothing I can do but offer Sprite, and Jell-O.