Thursday, August 04, 2005
Surgery
Aden had a reconsturtive surgery yesterday, Aug 3. It was just a minor surgery that lasted about 45mins.
Just like most moms, I was so nervous and couldn't stop thinking about it for days. I wanted so badly to speed up time to get this whole thing done and over with and have his wound healed at no time.
We had to be at the admissions by 6:15am so I woke up at 5am, took a shower, put Aden in the carseat and headed straight to the hospital. Of course Aden didn't know that he was the patient. Since he was a minor, both parents were allowed to go with him in the prep room and at the recovery room so we'd be the first one he sees when he wakes up. As you walk down the aisle in the prep/recovery room, you see all the beds lined on both sides. We were following the nurse to to cubicle they assigned for Aden and when we got there, as expected, instead of having a bed, he had a crib. Then they gave us this tiny hospital gown for babies. It was so cute. I didn't think Aden find it cute though.
After putting on the gown, he started getting fussy so the doctor decided to finally give him his happy juice as they ran all the questionnaires and risks and procedure to us. I couldn't concentrate much so I let Trent sign stuff that needed to be signed and as for me and Aden, well, we played "tag" running up and down the aisle as the other groggy patients looked. When he started walking like a drunk, I finally handed him to one of the nurses and watched as they carried him to the operating room. When the doors closed, that's when I felt time started crawling at its slowest speed.
Finally time gave way. The door busted open and Aden's doctor came out. She told us that everything went well and Aden was just starting to wake up so she escorted us to the recovery room. From a distace i spotted my son being carried by the nurse. I saw his brown eyes starting to open and he was very calm. As soon as he saw mommy and daddy, he started crying and extended his arms for me to carry him. I got him right away and hugged him and gave him lots of kisses. Told him how brave he was and that mommy and daddy love him very much.
When he was finally fully awake, they gave him 2 cups of apple juice and took out his IV and all the other stuff connected to him. We went home then I put him on our bed. He fell asleep and I stayed next to him until he woke up. I even skipped lunch just to be with him. We left Trent at the hospital since that's where he works. He came home as soon as he could.
When Aden gained his strength back that afternoon, he was back to his normal routine and started playing. I guess the stitches didn't bother him at all. But thank God everything went well.
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Just like most moms, I was so nervous and couldn't stop thinking about it for days. I wanted so badly to speed up time to get this whole thing done and over with and have his wound healed at no time.
We had to be at the admissions by 6:15am so I woke up at 5am, took a shower, put Aden in the carseat and headed straight to the hospital. Of course Aden didn't know that he was the patient. Since he was a minor, both parents were allowed to go with him in the prep room and at the recovery room so we'd be the first one he sees when he wakes up. As you walk down the aisle in the prep/recovery room, you see all the beds lined on both sides. We were following the nurse to to cubicle they assigned for Aden and when we got there, as expected, instead of having a bed, he had a crib. Then they gave us this tiny hospital gown for babies. It was so cute. I didn't think Aden find it cute though.
After putting on the gown, he started getting fussy so the doctor decided to finally give him his happy juice as they ran all the questionnaires and risks and procedure to us. I couldn't concentrate much so I let Trent sign stuff that needed to be signed and as for me and Aden, well, we played "tag" running up and down the aisle as the other groggy patients looked. When he started walking like a drunk, I finally handed him to one of the nurses and watched as they carried him to the operating room. When the doors closed, that's when I felt time started crawling at its slowest speed.
Finally time gave way. The door busted open and Aden's doctor came out. She told us that everything went well and Aden was just starting to wake up so she escorted us to the recovery room. From a distace i spotted my son being carried by the nurse. I saw his brown eyes starting to open and he was very calm. As soon as he saw mommy and daddy, he started crying and extended his arms for me to carry him. I got him right away and hugged him and gave him lots of kisses. Told him how brave he was and that mommy and daddy love him very much.
When he was finally fully awake, they gave him 2 cups of apple juice and took out his IV and all the other stuff connected to him. We went home then I put him on our bed. He fell asleep and I stayed next to him until he woke up. I even skipped lunch just to be with him. We left Trent at the hospital since that's where he works. He came home as soon as he could.
When Aden gained his strength back that afternoon, he was back to his normal routine and started playing. I guess the stitches didn't bother him at all. But thank God everything went well.
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