Here we sit, waiting for our antiquated pager to go off letting us know something...hopefully that he is done, or needed something done, or worse. Sitting in that room this morning, listening to all the different clinicians talking to us about what the morning would entail, the procedure details, the RISKS...it was a lot. Then to say goodbye to Alistair as he walked back with the aenesthesiologists, even though this is a fairly safe and simple procedure, I felt a slight tinge of panic and for just a second thought about my last words to him. My rational side of my brain knows there is nothing to worry about, but man, the heart makes sure your strings get pulled, hard! I cannot even imagine how much harder this is going to be in 2 months when we go back for the big one! Ugh!
Poor Alistair, this morning'so intake too so long. He just got more and more anxious and on many instances choked back tears...eyes up, mouth turned down, deep breath...thank goodness for his kindle and Minecraft; never thought I would be saying that! He was a trooper though, asked questions, engaged in playful banter with everyone. He tried to be too big to take Seal back with him, but I pushed and he relented. I think secretly he was glad to have his friend with him.
I still remember buying him that seal. We were walking around Holiday Lane at Macy's, he was in the stroller. He was probably about 2. We walked past a tree decked in sea life, including stuffed seals. As we continued to browse, I looked down and realized he was holding a seal and snuggling it ever so sweetly. The last thing he needed was another stuffed animal, but there was no way we were going to take away his new friend with whom he had an instant connection!
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I knew starting a blog post would make the pager go off. It has been a few hours since I started this. Alistair's procedure went well. They didn't find anything they needed to repair, which is always a concern with Ebstien's patients and they were able to confirm a few key pieces of information for the surgery team at Mayo. He did great. His heart rate was a little high during the procedure and continued to be so after they were done. As I type he is still in the PACU (post anesthesia care unit) being monitored. We still haven't been able to see him, but hoping to soon. He also is supposed to lay flat for 4 hours afterward, so hoping that time is being wrapped into the monitoring part and we might get to go home soon,
While hanging out and waiting, I got a call from Mayo. They moved up his surgery to July 10th. So that is the date, set in stone, information packet in the mail. This will make him just about 8 weeks post op to start school and will give us a large chunk of summer to enjoy recovering instead of anticipating.
