G's procedure went as perfectly as we could have hoped. He woke up late this morning (8:40, to be exact), so we missed the window of opportunity for any liquid consumption. That meant he last had food and liquids at dinner around 6:30 last night. I was worried how I would distract him, but it was much easier than I had anticipated!
I kept him corralled upstairs - we didn't even venture downstairs near the kitchen to avoid all temptation. I had thought of different ideas of places to take him this morning to kill time in the event that we had several hours before needing to leave for our appointment ... park - no, too hot and he would get thirsty ... grocery store or Target - no, too much food to remind him that he hadn't had breakfast or snack ... etc., etc.
Just reading him The Very Hungry Caterpillar this morning worried me that it might remind him of food - ha! He was more than fine and didn't even ask for anything!
We arrived an hour early as instructed and he happily played in the waiting room...
 |
| Sheepie played too :) |
and watched videos of himself on dada's phone (a new favorite activity of his)...
Once they called his name though, he immediately started crying and clinging onto us. He is very hesitant of doctor offices after the initial tear duct probe - can't say I blame him, poor little buddy.
All of the nurses were so great and very patient and kind with him. Dada reassured him and gave him extra hugs, like all good daddies do...
They had to carry him away kicking and screaming. That was probably the hardest part other than the waiting.
Then it was time to see him and they carried him to us in the post-op waiting room all bundled up and sleepy. He had bloody tears and bloody discharge from his nose, which they had told us to expect. We cuddled in the rocking chair together for a while until we were given the all clear to go home.
Anyway, as we are sitting in the post op room and I'm rocking my sweet lovey, I start feeling it. All the signs and symptoms and I know it's coming. Blurred vision, a terrible headache, nausea, dizziness, extreme heat and then a cold sweat... Ahhh, I'm going to faint and I'm holding G!!!
I don't know what triggered it this time, but my best guess is that the sight of all of G's blood (R describes it as three drops - hmph!) coupled with the fact that I had zero to eat or drink all day led to my ultimate demise. I panicked and asked R to hold G (I was worried about dropping him), but he had too many wires entangled around us to safely or quickly hand him off.
Since that wasn't going to work, I pleaded with R to get my something sugary to drink and then proceeded to close my eyes and consciously meditate that I was okay and not going to faint. R quickly came back with a coke and then handed me some crackers.
Whew! I recovered quickly and was fine thereafter ... and luckily none of the nurses saw my little escapade. Like I said, so strange! I have fainted a few times before and have had a few other close encounters, so the lead up symptoms are all too familiar. I know R wasn't counting on having to play nurse for me! Haha. He joked afterwards about using the call button to page a nurse for me instead of G.
There are three nurses in my family, but for some reason I don't think that would be my best occupation. :)
 |
| On the way home, watching a movie on the iPad. |
 |
| Passed out after five minutes |
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Upon our arrival this morning, I saw a little bald headed girl walking into the pediatrics building ahead of us. She was wearing a Relay for Life shirt that read "I'm hope." I took that as a clear sign that there are infinitely bigger things than a simple tear duct surgery. While no parent wants to see their child undergo a procedure, so many parents suffer heart aches that I cannot begin to even imagine... like this family who has already suffered too much.
I am reminded of my many blessings, time and time again. Hold your little (or big) ones tight. "I'll love you forever, I'll like you for always, as long as I'm living, my baby you'll be." xoxoxo
No comments:
Post a Comment