Let me just preface... last night was ROUGH...
I wasnt allowed to feed him .. so he of course was MAD...
He woke up grabbing his ears and screaming around 1am... and didnt go back to sleep till 4:15.. And the alarm went off at 5:30am.. we had to be at the hospital at 6...
As soon as we checked in to admissions, I knew I needed a large one of these.....
He was in a bad mood... naturally...
Screaming and crying for most of the admission and when we went for the pre-op vitals, etc..
Then he passed out .. thank goodness... right before the surgery..
I was nervous of course.. but they were so wonderful at the Children's Hospital.
They explained everything so well. We got a pager, that the doc would beep us when it was finished... And there was also a computer board that looked like a flight schedule..
telling you where he was at all times. He was #14354 - It reads "In OR"
After the surgery... I was informed (thank you Nicole!!!) That he might freak out, and it would last a while.. and it was all normal.. the Anethesia ...
And boy was he MAD...
The nurses came to get me immediately after he woke up..
I tried to nurse him, a little, but he had just drank a bunch of juice.. and it didnt work..
Nothing was soothing him.
Nothing
PLus he was connected to monitors, and cords, and he was trying to kick them and rip them off..
We headed upstairs to recovery for more vitals..
Screaming ... crying...
Every time a nurse walked in he would freak.. as if he knew..
Then we were cleared to leave..
I was holding him and about to step on the elevator, and he puked.. ALL OVER ME..
Not once, but twice...
We turned around and went back to the room.. I threw my shirt right in the garbage, and put on my sweatshirt I thankfully brought.
So then vitals again... GREAAAAAAAAT
Daddy took over this round...
The nurse was wonderful, and he DID calm down for her.
I think he felt better after he puked.
We changed him, and tried again to leave, this time success!
He was already happier when we got to the car.
And the ride home he ate some puffs and didnt make a sound
He came home and was so happy.. talking and cooing.. "mama" and "dada"
He was walking around the house, opening cabinets.. doing his usual "boy" things.. haha..
I was so happy to see him better ... and home..
I just nursed him to sleep so we'll see how well he naps..
Were taking it slow today... but hopefully he's on the road to feeling MUCH MUCH better..
I can thankfully say Im glad this is over..
Now how am I going to get through the rest of the day on 2 hours sleep????
