Monday, March 3, 2008

Our lil Trooper!!!

Surgery went well! We arrived at 7:30 and had a little over two hours of pre-op to go through. I thought for sure it was going to be a nightmare since he last ate at midnight but he was smiling and happy the whole time. All the nurses commented on it. I was so proud. He's such a little trooper. The hardest thing in the world was handing him over to the nurse outside the "Authorized Personnel Only" doors. I didn't cry until I turned around and walked away. I barely made it back to the room before I had my little melt down. Then we went to the coffee shop, bought a coffee, looked through the gift shop then went back up to our room. At that point we overheard the nurse say "52's on their way" (our room number) We assumed he was going to the recovery room because we were told the surgery would take 30 to 40 minutes then the recovery would be another 30 to 60 minutes on top of that. Next thing I knew I was listening to a baby in the hallway crying. I got up then sat back down a couple of times thinking it was him but knowing it just couldn't be since he was going to recovery. Then I couldn't help it and went to look. I swear I was so confused, first I couldn't tell that it was him because they had him turned around and bundled up then he had yelled "Maaaaa" plain as day and the nurse said, "I know, here she is." I was thinking "Dylan doesn't talk, that can't be him?!?!?". lol They had walked past my husband in the hallway, not recognizing him. I swear I didn't put two and two together until I saw the look on his face and they were handing me my baby. I was in shock. They told me I wouldn't see him for an hour to two hours, here it's been 30 minutes tops. They told me he'd be groggy and not fully coherent, here he was screaming and throwing himself. When I got him in my arms he didn't settle down, his poor little lip was stitched up, he had his IV on his foot which he was kicking and flailing all around, so I asked the nurses if they had even sedated him. lol They reassured me he had been and that the crying was "normal" for most babies and she gave him more pain medication, just in case. Justin held him, I held him and still he wouldn't settle down at all. Finally, we got his IV off him and the nurse took him from me for a second and walked with him out into the hallway and he stopped crying and within three minutes he smiled. We spent the next hour walking the hallways. He wouldn't go back into the room. lol We were sent home after that and he fell asleep as soon as he got into the car. He's been asleep a lot today which is good but when he's awake you wouldn't even know, unless looking at his lip that he had surgery this morning.

All in all the whole experience went smoothly and it was fast, which was wonderful. I just hope I don't have to go through this kind of thing again. Here's some pictures of our day. The first two were taken before the surgery the others were afterwards. There's a shot of his lip but not a very good one. I snapped it while Daddy was holding him in his not so happy mode, I know bad Mommy!

















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Anonymous said...

I'm happy everything went well! Seeing Dylan with an IV sure sent me back to Justiababy with an IV in his foot! Like father, like son!!

Boy, you sure got some adorable pictures!!! (I'm adding my name because I can't get my identity to work) Calif. gramma