Well, valentine's day was a bit of a disappointment this year, and now, so is St. Patrick's day. Not being Catholic, or Irish, or really even that enthusiastic about the minor holidays in general, it didn't bother me too much that Bubba would be having his adenoids taken out this morning. I didn't expect to be visiting the hospital again, though!
Phillip was checked into surgery this morning for the "twenty minute procedure", and we were told he would be ready to go home in no more than an hour. This was at 7:30am, after being there since 6:30am for all the paperwork and post-op stuff.
My darling hubby walked with me into the recovery area, and prayed with me, and then took off for work, expecting a call around 9am, to tell him we were home and taking naps.
Unfortunately, 9am came and went. His procedure went perfectly, but he was having trouble breathing, and coming up from anesthesia. They were administering a breathing treatment to help his lungs. They told me, they would release him when he woke up and coughed clearly for them.
After some more nerve wracking waiting, they let me know that his oxygen saturation was really low, and they wanted to keep him on oxygen for awhile longer until it came up. I wasn't able to be with him during this time, because of privacy laws, and not having individual post-op rooms, but during about two minutes when there were no other patients in post-op, they did let me go in a bit later and give him a kiss and see that he was okay, though. :) He was fine, sitting up and eating a green Popsicle.
After much waiting and praying, it didn't come up, and Dr. Sawyer informed me of his next plan. It was time to transfer Bubba to DCMC to be monitored, and so a pulmonary specialist could look at him. BTW, Dr. S was really nice and hung out with Bubba until Bubba was transferred, even though he had been done with all his procedures for more than an hour.
After a couple hours more waiting, we got a room at DCMC, and they walked us over through the cool tunnels, with Bubba on oxygen the whole way. Upon arrival at the room, Bubba balked at first to being there, but then they gave him popsicles, which he did not get last time! He was much happier. Due to the pain meds from the procedure(he was on tylenol with codiene today), this was alot more sedate visit. He was mostly happy to lie down and watch cartoons, and dozed off a few times.
He started doing better on the oxygen, and then they took him off and he was able to maintain an adequate O2 saturation level, so they left him off and we were able to visit the playroom, which he loves!
It was time for more pain meds around 6:30, so we had him lie down again and watched Cars, until Daddy got there after work. Mr. Anthony got to visit us later, and it was really nice to have a few minutes to sit and eat a sandwich while Bubba walked around with his daddy and Anthony. I appreciated that!
(10p)Now I am home blogging and hubby reports that Bubba is sleeping soundly and won't be bugged by nurses again after his last dose of regular Tylenol he just got. :)
This trip has been less troubling than the last, I am grateful for all the prayers, they have most definitely been felt! Also, it is a blessing that he has been admitted again, in a weird way. With this being his second documented episode, they are now talking about long-term management, rather than just sending us home with a week's worth of treatment options. We are scheduled to be discharged with a thirty day plan for treating "intermittent asthma" and an appointment after that to discuss the results with the pulmonary specialist.
Being able to name it, makes it easier to deal with. Having a set plan to deal with it, is so relieving!
And now for the pics!
Playing with daddy before his procedure.
Pre-op, he likes the sides up sometimes ... :)
Chilling
Much happier camper, taken earlier tonight.
