Before: in the waiting room
He doesn't know what's coming.
He doesn't know what's coming.
After: at home
His first meal of the day was applesauce and cereal.
If this guy was any cuter, I would absolutely not be able to stand it!I am happy to report that the surgery to put tubes in was an uncomplicated success. He did better than I expected with the no eating or drinking in the morning. Like all boys and men, he is very demanding about his food and gets pretty cranky if he can't have it on time. He asked for a drink less than half a dozen times which is about four dozen times less than I had anticipated.
The anesthesiologist disappointed me a bit because he didn't even show him the mask before or let him play with it. I had talked to him about it, but I am sure I didn't do a good job of explaining it. Plus, he made me lay him down while he put the mask on him, and Isaac got very scared. So he cried himself to sleep with the anesthesiologist holding the mask on his face. That was just sad to watch!
Seriously 10 minutes later I was escorted to a room to help him wake up. He got pretty irritable and cried and pulled off the oxygen mask and the pulse monitor. When I calmed him down, the doctor came in to talk to me. So he started up again with the crying and while he was still crying they told me to go home. The German medical experience is very different. I must have looked at the nurse like she was crazy. I didn't want to drive home with a hysterical baby who just had surgery, so I sat in the waiting room until I calmed him down yet again. As we were leaving he said, "All done Mass." I corrected him by saying, "All done doctor."
When we got home, he did not want to get out of the carseat. I don't know why, but he was content to just sit there for a few minutes and then he started to cry suddenly. I got him out, and we headed upstairs with his water to cuddle and watch a Thomas movie. Then he was ready for some food. We had this funny conversation where I figured out why he kept saying "All done Mass." It was "mask," not "Mass." He pronounces "mask" like "maks." See for yourself.
The anesthesiologist disappointed me a bit because he didn't even show him the mask before or let him play with it. I had talked to him about it, but I am sure I didn't do a good job of explaining it. Plus, he made me lay him down while he put the mask on him, and Isaac got very scared. So he cried himself to sleep with the anesthesiologist holding the mask on his face. That was just sad to watch!
Seriously 10 minutes later I was escorted to a room to help him wake up. He got pretty irritable and cried and pulled off the oxygen mask and the pulse monitor. When I calmed him down, the doctor came in to talk to me. So he started up again with the crying and while he was still crying they told me to go home. The German medical experience is very different. I must have looked at the nurse like she was crazy. I didn't want to drive home with a hysterical baby who just had surgery, so I sat in the waiting room until I calmed him down yet again. As we were leaving he said, "All done Mass." I corrected him by saying, "All done doctor."
When we got home, he did not want to get out of the carseat. I don't know why, but he was content to just sit there for a few minutes and then he started to cry suddenly. I got him out, and we headed upstairs with his water to cuddle and watch a Thomas movie. Then he was ready for some food. We had this funny conversation where I figured out why he kept saying "All done Mass." It was "mask," not "Mass." He pronounces "mask" like "maks." See for yourself.
The girls stayed with a dear friend of mine overnight so Isaac and I could have some peace and quiet.
1 comment:
i'm so glad it went well despite the lack of compassion from the staff. you are a very strong mom kelle! and you do have a very cute little boy!
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