Yesterday was Kale's big day, and holy cow am I glad it's over.
Check in wasn't until noon and I was stressed over the fact that Kale couldn't eat anything all morning, but he didn't even notice until we were leaving to go to the hospital.(Hallelujah)
Once there, we got all checked in and had to wait (in a very stinky room I might add) for the nurses to come and get us.
Kale sat and played a Monster's Inc. game the entire time we were waiting.
Here he is in the exam room, getting his sweet hospital jammies, socks, and bracelet on.
He thought the orange socks were the coolest things he had ever seen.
They checked Kale to make sure that he was nice and healthy to have the surgery.
We then went to the pre-op waiting room to talk to the doctor and anesthesiologist.
We waited in there for quite a while, luckily Primary Children's is awesome and has toys in pretty much every single room for all the kiddo's.
We talked with the doctor and nurses, then the anesthesiologist came out to talk to us a little and then take Kale back.
We got to walk Kale almost all the way to the operating room, then he had to go all by himself the rest of the way.
This was by far the hardest part of the day.
Watching our little man, walk down a big hall into the o.r. not knowing what the heck is going on, and then watching him disappear, and us, knowing what he is going into, was just horrible.
I honestly don't know how to explain it, everything about it just felt wrong.
Every parent must feel this way if their child is going through something like this, I looked over at Jon and he had the same expression I had, and I knew he felt the exact same way.
I don't think you can understand the feeling until you have experienced something similar, everything inside of you just wants to run down that hall, hold his hand, kiss his cheek, and tell him that everything is going to be ok.
Once Kale was gone, we headed to the waiting room, my awesome mom brought us lunch.
About 50 minutes later the doctor came in and told us that the surgery went perfectly and that Kale did great.
One of us could go back in about ten minutes to see Kale while he was waking up
Me and Jon fought over who it was that got to go, and we couldn't agree of course, so we decided to rock paper scissors it.
I won :)
As soon as I got back to Kale they were moving him into a different spot.
He was still conked out and when they moved him they told me Jon could come in so I guess my victory was all for nothing... :) totally kidding, I'm really glad that Jon could be there with me for when Kale woke up.
He slept for a good half hour before waking up, when he did he didn't really know where he was or what was going on.
He didn't seem like he was in too much pain, the only thing that was bugging him was he wanted the light that they put on his toe to measure his oxygen levels off, he did NOT like that thing one bit, I just laughed and thought, out of all that could be bugging you right now it's this tiny thing?
The nurse showed us his... surgical sight, and me and Jon both gasped a little, it was a lot worse looking then I had expected.
Here he is on the way home... Totally out of it.
We left pretty quickly after Kale woke up, which was nice, he hated being there and just wanted to go home anyways. It was about 4:45 so we weren't even at the hospital for five hours.
Once home, Kale just wanted apple juice, gold fish and to watch Finding Nemo.
I was thinking that this was going to be pretty easy recovery, and then the numbness wore off.
Kale was absolutely miserable, I've never seen him like that.
He had to pee a lot because of all the fluids they pumped into him during surgery and then once he was awake all he wanted to do was drink, but the problem is, every time he peed, it would sting and burn.
I felt so helpless, I lost it a couple of times, watching my son screaming in pain, and shaking is not something I ever want to do again.
He had a prescription for oxycodone and sweet mother I am grateful for that stuff.
It seemed like it took forever to kick in but once it did, we had a completely different kid on our hands.
Thank heavens for drugs.
We went to bed around 9:45 and I set my alarm for midnight to give Kale more meds.
Midnight came and Kale was passed out and I knew that there was no way I was going to get him to eat anything with the oxycodone so I opted for Ibuprofen and prayed it would be enough.
To my amazement he slept till nine in the morning, only crying when he would pee.
Today has been so different then last night.
I haven't even given him any oxycodone, only Ibuprofen and he is doing awesome.
He's been watching t.v. for most of the day but at lunch time he got up and was playing with toys and acting completely normal, he even ate a nice big Jimmy John's sandwich that Jon's awesome mom brought us.
The only time he cries is of course when he pees :( it's so sad.
But I think the worst is definitely over and that he will be completely back to himself before we know it.
I just can't even begin to tell you how grateful I am that yesterday is over.
Especially last night, it was awful.
Thanks to all our family and friends, you guys are such a strong support and we love you all so much!
I'm so grateful that everything went well, I know it was only a minor surgery but he's still my baby boy and I couldn't help being a wreck.
Jon has helped so much with Kale, keeping me calm and everything in between, he really is the best.
Today has consisted pretty much of snuggling which I am more than ok with.
Thanks for reading, sorry it's a mile long post, there was a lot that happened yesterday.
Till next time.