What a trooper our Bup is!
It was surgery day...and oh, how I hope it's the last one....EVER!
Yes the surgeries were minor, adenoidectomy and hypospadias repair (thankfully a minor repair), however, it's still terribly hard to see your little one terrified and hurting.
R was a certifiable mess. In need of a tranquilizer before even entering pre-op. He was so distress over changing into the hospital jammies and the name tag....psycho!! It took everything for B and I to hold him in our arms without him throwing himself to the floor and ripping his pj pants off as well as the ankle-tag. Which he tried to do in pre-op, so I just removed it myself.
He woke up from the anesthetic in the same state, ripping his IV out, to which I instructed the nurse to remove it and I would get fluids into him myself.
It took a while for this naked little man to settle in my arms with his "kiki" and bottle. There was NO WAY a hospital blanket was even grazing his body. So, after an hour and a half, the fighting and sobs subsided to whimpering and staying in my arms.
In the mean time, B made a trip to Neurology to discuss the mix up on his latest med renewal only to find out it's quite possibly the Keppra which has turned our sweet little Bup into a defiant, contrary boy. Bup is still experiencing "wiggly hand" seizures so the Trileptal has been increased. What to do about the Keppra side effects? I don't know yet.
Next, our Neurologist Dr. M is leaving town at the end of the month. Heading east to Halifax, NS.
No replacement Neurologist as of yet. Just on the docket....whatever on-call Neurologist happens to be working.
Lovely transition plan that our health system utilizes. Just a little bit p!$$#@, but trying to let it go for today because we all made it through a rough day.
Now, the rest of this week will focus on healing and getting Bup ready to pee on his own, breathe through his nose, and return to pre-school & gymnastics...happily!