The past week has been a doooozy! The chunk had surgery on Thursday. He was scheduled at 12:50pm so we were trying to distract him from the fact that he had not eaten since the night before. as you might know that solid food is a no no for anyone who is going into surgery. The hospital schedules surgeries according to age, so he was one of the older ones that the pediatric urologist was cutting that day. We get a call at 11:15 to come right away b/c a kid was brought in after having solids. We rush there only to have a totally inept receptionist - who did not get off a personal call to help me - did not even bother to pass the chart off to the nurse. i had to go back up to tell the same inept receptionist that we were asked to rush and should not be waiting this long. Only then did she decide to let them know we were there. We were ushered in me, b and popo to a little room and handed a gown for the chunk to change into. He was then administered a sedative to calm him down and not care about who he has to go with to get what done to him. Suffice it to say the little guy loved it - walking like a drunk guy and getting dazed. Then it was time to hand him to a stranger. It was cute, even though the circumstances were nerve wracking to me! 1 1/2 later we were allowed to see him in the recovery unit. A big room with curtains to separate patients but none of them pulled. There was my baby - in a big metal crib, naked on his side with an oxygen mask on. Frightening scene. I was told he was fine - a cut in his abdomen and a cut right below the sack to tack his business down. The dr. came to let us know he is healthy and everything is fine and while he was in there he found a hernia that he fixed. Poor guy! He ate a a popsicle and then we got him ready to go home with a prescription for liquid vicodin. he was a trooper the first day and the last 2 he has been suffering and swollen. I wish i could take the pain away.
Then last night we had a our first screaming ear pain episode. The fun never ends. how the hell do you handle that? He screamed and cried for 2 hours - flopped around like a fish. We had a play date scheduled w/his best buddy today after trying to get together for 6 months and today was the day. what did he do? play for 5 minutes and then laid on the bench for 45 minutes while i chatted. Luckily they had an appt. at the clinic and we got in. As M predicted ear infection. Who knew the 5 year old knew what he was talking about?!? anti-biotics again for the little guy.
Popo left last night - might as well call her mother therese, she is so helpful. today was a managing of 2 ticking time bombs by ourselves- how do we keep their crying to a minimum without exacerbating other bad habits like too much video games, tv and movies. we managed to do so (with a little fighting) and they ate a little food too.
Boy a week like this makes work seem so easy! I hope I am bored this coming week.
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