Tough Guy
Nicholas had his tongue-tie clipped this morning at a local surgery center. We had to be there at 6am for 7:30 surgery time. Nicholas didn’t appreciate being woken up at 5:00am but who does really? Luckily when we got to the center, so did the garbage truck! That was a hit. He also entertained the other patients waiting by running around and babbling to them. And before you say it, YES I took pictures at the surgery center. I was on the fence about it but thought I may regret it later on. This blog is his “baby book” really and we want all milestones documented. Even the not so fantastic ones like his first surgery.
We got signed in and then taken back to pre-op. The nurses were really, really nice and accomodating. I suppose they do a lot of procedures on kids there. After talking with the nurse and the anesthesiologist we had to get Nicholas into a little hospital gown. With Looney Tunes on it no less! Poppy would have approved. Nicholas wasn’t a big fan. He even tried to put his shirt back on! But after a minute he got back up and wandered the aisle, stopping to say hi to the other patients waiting for their surgeries. Since they’d all seen him since 6am, he had made a lot of new friends. He even got a sticker… well 5 actually.
He was in surgery for about 15 minutes before the surgeon came out and told us it went really well. He told us that Nicholas didn’t cry, or smile, but was calm and looked around before breathing in the strawberry-scented happy gas. They actually asked us what scent he’d prefer! I suggested chocolate-chip cookie but they only had fruits and bubble gum flavors. Then a few minutes later we were called back to recovery and found our little man snuggling up with a very happy nurse. They all commented on how cute and adorable he was. Like we didn’t already know. He gulped down some juice and off we went.
The numbing medicine must have worn off right about when we got home because he flipped out! We gave him some pudding and after two bites he just started to cry and move around. From there it went downhill. Way downhill. Like straight into a ditch. He flailed around, wanted to be picked up, wanted to be put down, crying, putting his hand in his mouth, wiping his eyes, coughing, etc. Poor guy was hoarse by the end of it. He looked terrible with swollen, red eyes. It must have hurt and felt so strange. Plus he was also super tired from being woken up early and having a stressful morning. After about an hour of hysteria, we decided to try a car ride. 15 minutes into our scenic drive around rural Holly Springs he conked out and is now asleep in his crib. We’re hoping that he’ll feel better when he wakes up. No post-op pictures yet… he wasn’t in the mood. But have no fear, there will be later. He is sporting his “tough guy” pjs!
Thanks again for all the thoughts and prayers for our little guy. It means a lot to us to know that so many friends and family members were thinking of him this morning. We love ya’ll!








July 9th, 2009 at 4:33 pm
Oh Laurie, I am so glad to hear that everything went well this morning! What a tough little guy! He looks so adorable in that little hospital gown-but I hope he never needs to wear one again!
Good luck with the recovery. I will continue to keep you all in my prayers.
What a BIG boy you are Nicholas! Way to go!