Surgery.
Anesthesia.
Those two words terrify me. I just can't help it. Call it negative connotation. Call it my own irrational fear. Call it what you like. I just don't like them.
Monday morning my fears will be magnified a million times.
Braden is being put under for surgery. I will be a bundle of nerves pacing the floor with sweaty palms. I will be trying my best to help comfort Arica while another part of my brain is engaging in a little self-help therapy.
Braden is getting tubes in his ears and his adenoids removed. It is a simple thing that only takes about 15 minutes, but I promise you they will be the longest 15 minutes of my life.
I can't help but be nervous. My little man will be undergoing his first real medical procedure since his first few days of life, and I won't be able to help out. I won't even be able to hold his hand.
So while you drink your coffee Monday morning or alternately partake in a caffeine free morning ritual of your choice, think about us. We will either be waiting in the surgery clinic or tending to a recovering toddler. Either way we could use a little extra support.
After clearing this hurdle we should be ready for a much more enjoyable winter season. Without this procedure the doctor assured us Braden would not get well for the rest of the winter.
We have had enough ear infections. We have spent enough time watching our son go through pain and discomfort. The pain all these colds and infections cause is enough to completely change our normally happy little man into an angry tyrant.
So we will take our nervous selves to the surgery clinic Monday morning and deal with the anxiety in order to help our son get better. That is all part of the parenting gig. You make decisions that you think are best for your child and then you have the courage to ride them out.
Monday morning Arica and I will be riding this one out from uncomfortable chairs situated along the wall in our own personal white tile prison. If we are lucky we can at least read some year old magazines while we wait.
10 comments:
I'm so sorry. It will suck and nothing will change that. Even if you know it's the right thing to do.
Gremlin had to get stitches this week, just above his right eye. They wanted to know if he'd cooperate - uh, NO. So they gave him some meds to "relax" him and make him forget the procedure. It was the right thing to do to spare him the trauma. But we don't talk about the trauma to mom and dad watching our drunken little five year old.
I will think good thoughts for you guys on Monday morning. All will be well!
I've just gotten used too my kids (my daughter especially) and these little 'routine' surgeries. There's not much anyone will be able to tell you or mom to calm your initial concerns. we've gone thru it a few times. I've been worried. Like I said it gets less stressful with each one.
Braden will be fine. Just know he'll be a big grumpy grump when he wakes up. I actually have a post from last july when my daughter had hers taken out.. Look for the torpedoes post if you want.
Take care bud.
Catching up with my fellow daddy blogs and am just seeing this.
God bless Braden, my friend. Our thoughts and prayers are with you and your family.
I'll check back this week to see how it went.
I'll over up a prayer for peace for you and your other half. I don't know if you believe in that sort of thing, but regardless, I hope everything goes well, and I'll keep your son in my thoughts and prayers.
Your family will be in my thoughts this morning. It is a stressful ordeal.
Best wishes to Braden for a speedy recovery, though from experience with this procedure I am confident he will bounce back more quickly than you or Arica.
Ah, the tubes and adenoids combo. Michael had that done when he was... I forget. A long time ago. Anyway, we were just as nervous. I hated letting him go off with the nurse behind the doors where we couldn't be with him. But he came out in no time, feeling just peachy, and he's been free from ear infections ever since.
You have our prayers today.
Thanks to everyone for their thoughts and prayers. I absolutely believe in the power of prayer and I appreciate all those prayers from ya'll.
Braden did just fine with the surgery. He was mad as a hornet when he woke up but otherwise things are great.
I just saw this post now. I pray that everything went well and that Braden is recovering nicely. I hope that his parents are too.
I'm catching up on blogs so I'm a little late to this one. I'm sure by the time you read this there will be a blog already talking about how all went well. But I'm with you on the anesthesia. It all freaks me out. Can't wait to catch up to hear things went well.
Hope it worked out. Thing 1 has been under sedation a dozen times without a hiccup. Thinking of you and the family.
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