Wow.. it has been a draining couple of days! We have been waiting for the past 5 months for Joshua to get his tonsils and adenoids out, as well as get his tongue tie snipped. Thursday was the big day!
Joshua didn’t really understand what was about to happen to him, so he wasn’t nervous. All he knew was that the Dr was going to put a mask over his mouth and he would wake up and his tonsils would be gone. We got to the hospital at 9am for check in. His surgery was scheduled for 10:30. The nursing staff at Chilliwack Hospital was great! They were so friendly and thankfully everything was on schedule. Joshua got all gowned up and we watched kids TV in the waiting room while we waited to be called.
At 10:30 on the dot the nurse called his name. My heart had been pounding all morning accompanied by an extremely nauseous tummy :( It was time.. we sat down with the anesthesiologist and answered some questions. I wasn’t sure what to expect. I didn’t think that anyone was allowed in the OR, but they asked me if I wanted to go in with Joshua and hold his hand while he went under. I was so relieved because I couldn’t imagine leaving him at the door. I would have been worried that he would be so scared going in alone :( The nurse warned me that when he finally reached the “sleepy” state he would start to panic and thrash around etc.. she said it was perfectly normal and it happens to everyone, but that he wouldn’t be conscious a this point (this was news to me.)
I held Joshua’s hand as we walked into the OR. He wasn’t showing any signs of nervousness yet. He looked so small and skinny in his gown and hat. The nurse told him to climb up on the table. He laid on his back looking up at the ceiling. The room was so cold and stark. That’s when his nerves kicked in. It was so
difficult heartbreaking to see him lying there. He was trying so hard to be brave. He stared up at me with his big brown eyes (tearing my heart out) and I smiled at him and held his hand. He smiled back at me, but tears started welling up in the corners of his eyes. They started spilling over and running down the sides of his face. It was literally killing me! Silent crying is so heartbreaking! It took everything I had to not start crying in front of him, but I didn’t want to scare him anymore than he already was. They held the mask over his face and he breathed in and out …..and then the part the nurse warned me about happened.
It was the WORST thing I have ever had to go through with Joshua! It looked like he was having an epileptic seizure! He was lying there quietly then next thing I knew he was arching his back and his eyes were bulging out of his head and rolling back. His hands were like claws and he was gasping. The memory of it is traumatizing :P I started backing away and the nurse said “No Mom, stay with him.” I was just worried I was in the way. It was so hard to see, but the fact that it made it easier on Joshua made it all worth it. The Dr walked me to the waiting room and said it would be about 45 minutes.
The time went surprisingly quick. A nurse came and told me he was in recovery and that I could see him. I don’t know why, but I didn’t think that he would be in such rough shape. The nurse told me that as he woke up he had tried to breathe through his nose, but it was full of blood from the surgery. He started to panic and by the time I got there he was sobbing and hyperventilating and making weird honking noises. He was inconsolable. He kept saying his tongue was itchy because it was frozen with local anesthesia. He kept trying to scratch his tongue out of his mouth. He was sooo thirsty, but they couldn’t give him anything yet. The nurse gave him a sedative and finally after a half hour he had calmed down. Its so hard seeing your child like that. I can not imagine what parents of chronically ill children go through. To have to be in hospitals on a regular basis and see their children go through this on a regular basis. They must be superhuman. Finally he was able to have a Popsicle which helped quench his thirst.
We were moved into a day care room with a DVD player. We had to stay another 4 hours.. UGH We watched “All Dogs Go To Heaven”, “Milo and Otis” and part of “Toy Story” time draaagged. We finally got to go home around 5 o’clock. Now hes on his 4th round of antibiotics since December 1st (and hopefully last).
Its been a tough couple of days for him. He wont eat anythign. He has had a half a bowl of Kraft Dinner and a popsicle. Hes going to wither away to nothing! The Tylenol doesnt seem to be helping :( It worries me because the Dr said the 3rd to 5th day are he worst for pain. I guess we will see how it goes. I will just spoil him with snuggles and kisses. I am
happy elated that this is over for the most part! I hope he never needs another hospital visit for a very long time!