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| Does this kid look like he just had surgery?! |
I got about an hours worth of sleep then I was up and ready to go. We were up an hour before we even had to be, so we were ready earlier and quite bored. Lucas was getting sleepy so we decided to come to the hospital early so that we wouldn't have to wake him up to put him in the car and get him back out. We got here, registration was quick and painless- we pre-registered on Tuesday :). We went back to day surgery waiting and waited...and waited...and waited. We didn't really wait that long. Surgery was scheduled for 12:30 and they took him about 12:10, but my morning was dragging so bad because I was so anxious to just get it over with. He fell asleep about 5 minutes before they took him back and didn't even budge when I handed him over. That helped since he didn't scream bloody murder when I gave him to someone he didn't know.
We went up to the waiting room and my mom and dad got there about 10 minutes later. The surgery took about an hour and a half, but since my day was dragging, it felt like it took about 5 hours. The receptionest finally came and told us we could go back to see him and I was excited- yet nervous. Lucas isn't very friendly when waking up from the anestesia, and it breaks my heart to see him in that condition. He wasn't that bad, though. A little grumpy and cried out a few times, but he was mostly contained. The surgeon said everything went well. I had asked before he went back for them to look at his frenulum uner his tongue to see if that needed cut since he was already going to be back there, and he said they did cut it. Now I wonder if that's what was causing him to not eat much this whole time...
We didn't spend long in the recovery room- which is good...that room was a different experience from what I am used to. The previous surgeries he went straight to PICU, so I had never seen that room. I gotta say, I'm ok with that. It reminds me of what I see a lot of hospital pictures like- a lot of people in one giant room of people seperated by only curtains.
Once we got to the heart center, things calmed down pretty quickly. I held him pretty much nonstop- and didn't mind because my baby was sore and didn't know what was going on. The only downside is that we had a quite uncomfy rocking chair....my butt was numb, lol.
Feeds were to start at 6 pm. We were told they were on their way up from the pharmacy, so we decided to leave Lucas with granny and go down for some dinner. Once we got back- around 7, we learned that he screamed the entire time we were gone- even though he was playing when we left- and that he still hadn't had a bottle. I asked our nurse and she said it was going to be about ten more minutes. Around 7:40, I asked our night nurse and they said about 10 more minutes again. I waited the ten minutes because I understand how things work, sometimes. Once that ten was up, I talked to the charge nurse. I didn't want to go crazy on our night nurse because they hadn't been around the whole time, and honestly, I hate to put my foot down. The charge nurse called the pharmacy to see what was up. They had it made- but was waiting to bring it in the next medicine rounds they did. We got it much sooner, though, and my big boy who had just gone through surgery ate 4 ounces! He barely ate that in a sitting at home!
Andy and I left not long after that to go for the night. My mom said he did really well through the night and woke up only a few times to eat and be held.
So far today he has been a champ! We got here and he was EAGER for me to pick him up. I love when he's so happy to see me after having been gone for a while. I held him like I hold him at home- he didn't mind that either. He let me lay him down to put a onesie on him- we have decided we have to keep him dressed all of the time- he has curious fingers, and although we are learning how to get something in to at least keep the hole open, I prefer to not have to use that knowledge...ever! We even got to go for a walk around the heart center! Lucas loves to go for walks- he likes the change of pace...and he likes flirting- with EVERYONE! He did great- after mommy and daddy finally figured out how to put everything in the stroller so we wouldn't have to push the IV cart at the same time.
We came back and he went to sleep shortly after.
He is doing so good. I could just go on and on for days about how impressed I am. To think he had surgery just 24 hours ago and is already sitting, standing, and playing is just beyong my imagination of how good I had hoped he would do. Now mommy and daddy just have to learn to trust that we can do this and we'll be good to go!!
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