Parker came through his surgery beautifully, but Friday turned out to be a really long day.
Our appointment was for 9:00 that morning. He was allowed clear fluids only until 8:00, so I spent the night before trying to pack, but also making jello for Parker's breakfast in the morning. The idea was that jello might make him feel less deprived. He didn't really care for it.
Even though we got to the hospital well before 9:00, the wait was long. He was so excited that morning. He ran back and forth between the toys in the one-day surgery waiting room. "Granna, Granna, come play with me." He was so excited to see her. "Mommy, lets play in the other house."
They put is in a room and we stayed there. And stayed. And stayed. Parker was amazingly patient. It was only the last half hour to forty-five minutes that he started asking for something to eat.
They asked us if we wanted them to give him something before pre-op to help him transition away from us. We knew Parker wouldn't want to leave his daddy, and we knew he was getting anxious after staying in one place for so long, so we agreed. They told us they would try to make it taste good, but it wouldn't, and that it would take about ten minutes to take effect. Parker swallowed his dose and asked for more. He kept the syringe and sucked on it like it was a lollipop. It was supposed to take minutes, but he started acting silly immediately.
Our appointment was for 9:00 that morning. He was allowed clear fluids only until 8:00, so I spent the night before trying to pack, but also making jello for Parker's breakfast in the morning. The idea was that jello might make him feel less deprived. He didn't really care for it.
Even though we got to the hospital well before 9:00, the wait was long. He was so excited that morning. He ran back and forth between the toys in the one-day surgery waiting room. "Granna, Granna, come play with me." He was so excited to see her. "Mommy, lets play in the other house."
They put is in a room and we stayed there. And stayed. And stayed. Parker was amazingly patient. It was only the last half hour to forty-five minutes that he started asking for something to eat.
They asked us if we wanted them to give him something before pre-op to help him transition away from us. We knew Parker wouldn't want to leave his daddy, and we knew he was getting anxious after staying in one place for so long, so we agreed. They told us they would try to make it taste good, but it wouldn't, and that it would take about ten minutes to take effect. Parker swallowed his dose and asked for more. He kept the syringe and sucked on it like it was a lollipop. It was supposed to take minutes, but he started acting silly immediately.
We were all starving by the time they took him from us. One parent had to stay in the room throughout surgery so the others went down to the cafeteria to bring back something to eat while I nursed the baby. Once he and they were all gone, I prayed for Parker and cried. I still had fears at this point, but I had given them over a long time ago, so I prayed that God would keep Parker safe, but that whatever happened, He would be with us. I had been cheerful all morning because there had been no point in being anything else. And we knew that there would be lots of professional people watching over Parker until he woke up.
Dr. Joseph looked in a couple of hours later and said that there had been no problems with the surgery. Parker's only issue had been on the one side.
Isaac slept through almost the entire event, though he nursed about every two hours.
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Silly Boy! That's pretty hilarious!
Happy Birthday!
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