Hailey presented signs of an ear infection Tuesday night, and I kind of panicked because she had to be HEALTHY for surgery on Friday or else they would cancel it. So I got her in to the doc on Wednesday morning, she started on a Z Pack, and within 24 hours all of her symptoms were gone. Whew! While we were at the store picking up her prescription, we shopped for her surgery treats and supplies. She picked out a new Hello Kitty pillow, a new teddy bear (which she ever so originally named "Teddy") and a lot of popsicles, yogurt, pudding, and other treats.
On Thursday evening we all went over to the hospital for a pre-surgery class. It's one of the many things I love about the children's hospital that we are blessed to live only twenty minutes from. Since Hailey had been very nervous about her surgery, we decided to go to the class so she could get walked through every single step, from check in to discharge. The staff included all five of our kids in it, all being led by the Child Life Specialist named Jessica. The kids loved her! They got to decorate hospital dolls, get masks and hair nets, watch a video about surgery stuff, color, and go on a full tour of the surgery floor. Then today in pre-op, Jessica was there again to ease Hailey's fears and she remembered her and all four of her siblings and names. How cool!
The surgery was running very far behind because of some serious cases that were taking longer than expected. Like one boy had cataracts and upon exploratory surgery they found that he also had detached retinas. Stuff like that, and I couldn't help but thank the Lord that my kids were healthy and all we've ever needed was more "minor" stuff. Nothing life threatening, or even way of life threatening. When we finally got back into the exam room, Hailey got weighed and measured and vitals taken and changed into her hospital clothes. Before we alerted the staff that she was dressed, Cody offered a prayer and that's the first time I cried- which was the first of many that day. He prayed that angels would be there to assist the doctors and that Hailey would be watched over. And after the prayer he said "I think that one certain angel will be there holding your hand, unless he's pre-occupied keeping a certain little brother of yours safe." Uncle Jospeh, thanks for always watching out for your precious nieces and nephews!
After the nurse practitioner did an exam and gave her a clean bill of health, we were off to a VERY long wait in pre-op.
|Dr. Erickson escorting us to the OR wing|
And I closed my eyes and leaned back in my chair and fought off an enormous panic attack. I breathed in slow and deep breaths as all of the "what ifs" raced through my brain. What if Hailey has an allergic reaction to the anesthesia. What if they can't wake her up. What if we have to go home and tell Ethan and Lauren. What if we end up here again one day because one of our children has a life threatening disease or condition. What if....... And I thought again of all of my brothers and sisters who surrounded me with white knuckled hands gripping their chairs and I just couldn't control myself. I hate that part of the surgery process. I hate it, I hate it, I hate it. And we'll for sure be back this fall for round two of Lauren's hand surgery. Yippy.
It's amazing how having children changes you. When you're single and childless, you can see a sick kid and think "Oh, that's too bad." You don't internalize it. It's not personal. And then children are born to you and it's like you're walking around with your heart beating on the outside of your chest. You're completely vulnerable and aware of every hurt in the world. You're aware that sick and injured and afflicted children are everywhere and every time you look at one of them, your heart breaks into a million pieces.
Dr. Child came back in with a smile on his face and said everything went perfectly well. They ended up taking her adenoids too because they were huge like her tonsils. He gave us all of the follow up instructions and then a few minutes later they called me to go to the wake up room to be with her as she came out of anesthesia.
|Cody's and my feet propped up n the waiting room.|
|Chris wheeling her into recovery|
They gave her a dose of Lortab and had to keep her for an extra hour as they observed her with it. I guess sometimes kids can have a bad reaction or something, and within fifteen minutes of taking it she was liking life a little more. She slowly drank a little bit of juice and Whitney, the sweet recovery nurse seemed satisfied.
|Whitney taking out her IV|