Surgery Day

Well, this morning we woke up sweet David and put him straight in his car seat. The poor thing was so confused! We had to be at the hospital at 6:30... so out the door we went. As soon as we got there they told us we could go ahead and take him back. A sweet nurse came in and brought us his "hospital gown." Here are some pictures of him during that time.



After we got him into his gown, she said she had to give him some "yucky" medicine and that we would probably pitch a fit. Nope, all he did was make this face...

Then she told us we would have to wait for the anesthesiologist (spelling?) to come get us. So, this is how we passed the time.
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I wish I had some pictures of this... but I don't. Once they came to get us they told me that I could get up in the bed with him to hold him while we were in the "holding room." So, I climbed my large behind in the hospital bed and he layed on my chest facing out. They wheeled us down the halls and all the nurses and doctors were waving at him. He loved it! Then they placed us in the "holding room" and there were people everywhere! Honestly, if I had not been in hospitals so much throughout my life, as a mother, I would have been nervous. BUT... I have :) So, I wasn't nervous at all. I knew everything that was going on and even recognized some of the nurses and doctors.

After waiting and watching patients get doped up on anesthesia and saying all kinds of stuff, Dr. Cawthon came in. He was great. They explained everything to me and then I handed him off to the anesthesiologist...dog in hand and paci in mouth. I walked away and watched the doors close behind me.
I will say (and Matthew and I discussed this)... we were not worried at all about this surgery, but to let your baby go down a hallway without you truly breaks your heart. All I could think about are parents who have children in and out of hospitals all the time...for major issues. I said a prayer for all of those today. I just can't imagine having my sweet baby go through that. I know that God is in control and that if we were placed in that situation we could handle it... as many of our friends do, but I have a special place in my heart for those parents and their sweet children.

We were literally in the waiting room for ten minutes when they called to say the surgery was over. As we walked back Dr. Cawthon met us and told us that, basically, his ears were awful and on the verge of ANOTHER ear infection. Thank goodness we had this done. He said David had been in a tremendous amount of pain based on the way his ears looked. He said he did great and that he'd see us in two weeks.

The next thing we knew we heard a child screaming down the hallway and that was my angel. Poor thing. They wouldn't let me have him... they told me to go sit in a chair in the room. Once I got there and they handed him to me I realized why they wouldn't let me have him. He was going crazy. But... that is very normal. He screamed and squirmed for about 30 mintues. I have a video of it, but I will spare you. (If your child ever has to have this, let me know and I will send you this video so you know what to expect.)

Anyway, now he is great. We are at home. I am blogging...not cleaning like I should be, and David is sleeping soundly after playing for a while. Here he was about twenty minutes ago...


The picture at the top of the blog is David now. Sleeping, snoring, and happy!

For those of you asking yourself...should my child get tubes? Yes.