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September 11, 2003

Closing The Hole

Well, we're back. Scotty M has eaten for the first time since the wee hours of this morning, the last time he was allowed to nurse before his surgery. He's asleep now.

Wasn't much of a surgery, when you get right down to it. Probably every other child there was suffering from something more serious than a fingernail sized hernia. The nurses wheeled in a nine-day-old girl just before Scotty's H-hour; she was having difficulty breathing. The ten year old girl who checked in with her family just before we did had a tumor; she sobbed as the nurse put the IV needle in.

Scotty M didn't cry at all before his date with the knife, despite the fact that we roused him three hours before he would normally have expected to awaken, and didn't give him any breakfast on top of that. Despite an intense longing to hold him, Sainted Wife was afraid Scotty would get upset if he smelled her and wasn't fed, so I was delegated with the tasks of getting him from place to place and calming him during the pre-op examination.

I blew gently on Scotty's face during the pre-op. He's always liked that, so it kept him happy and relatively still while the peds nurse weighed him and measured his temp and blood pressure. Then we walked up and down the PICU ward. I sang The Rare Old Mountain Dew to him until he fell asleep.

Perhaps not the best song in the world for a pediatric ward, but he likes the chorus. He smiled muzzily to me with every Hi-the-diddley-I-dill-dum as sleep overtook him, then snored in my arms until the surgery team arrived. They wheeled him out, and an hour later he was bemoaning his sore tummy and the general empty feeling inside it at the top of his lungs.

An hour after that we were back home. The only sign of the surgery is a butterly bandage just above Scotty's navel, and a little blood on his pajamas. He's supposed to mostly sleep for the next 24 hours, while the anesthesia wears off, then be back to normal.

Certainly the best we could hope for on a day like today.

Scotty in his hospital gown, about 6:15.

Posted by Bigwig at September 11, 2003 01:05 PM | TrackBack
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Glad everything went smoothly and Scotty's doing well. It's a damn good feeling when it's over...and we remember the feeling very well.

Here's to a speedy recovery (insert the clink of two mugs-full-o-malted-beverage here)!

Brad and Karen

Posted by: BB at September 11, 2003 02:09 PM

Such a handsome little boy you have there. I'm glad to hear everything's gone well.

Best wishes for a speedy recovery.

Posted by: Russ at September 11, 2003 05:35 PM

Thank goodness everything went well. My thoughts were with you all today. Including Kehaar, I know how nervous he gets. Please tell me they tied the back of his gown before the let him wander around. Nothing worse than an untied gown back in a groggy surgical patient. Ick.

Posted by: Big Dumb Cousin at September 11, 2003 08:44 PM

BDC, you needn't have worried on my behalf. I was blissfully unaware that Scotty was in surgery until BigWig called me to tell me he was doing well. You see, I woke up this morning thinking it was the 10th, rather than the 11th. :)

Posted by: Kehaar at September 11, 2003 08:56 PM

He's beautiful, and I'm sure this'll all be behind him soon.

Posted by: Jim at September 11, 2003 10:07 PM

I'm glad he's doing well. And he sure is cute!

Posted by: Fran at September 11, 2003 11:19 PM

I'm so glad to hear he's doing well.

And, NO surgery is small when it's YOUR child involved.

Posted by: Da Goddess at September 12, 2003 02:20 AM

Glad to hear Scotty M's back home and doing well.

Posted by: Deb at September 12, 2003 05:02 PM

Quit making that poor kid haul all those packets around and he'll stop having hernias...

Posted by: Misanthropyst at September 12, 2003 06:09 PM
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