Friday, December 29, 2006
Getting ready to go home
The day we were scheduled to come home, Kathleen, Dr. Menezess' assistant came in and cut off the bandages and talked to us about their helmets. We all knew they'd probably play football someday, but this soon? The babies are to wear their helmets when traveling in a car and in any situation where they could potentially get poked in their heads. So far the only time they've worn them is in the car, because they're not really up playing and wreaking havoc (just) yet.
Recovery post surgery
We stayed in the PICU for 24 hours then were transferred to the regular Pediatrics. We stayed there for another 3 days until we were released to come home on Monday (12/18). While we were there we had a few visitors from family and friends, including little Miss Ava. She missed her brothers and came to visit them and play with them in their crib! I also asked the nurses to bring in some mobiles for them to watch and they were totally fascinated with them. In fact, neither of the boys would go to sleep until they stopped.
Day of Surgery
It’s 5:30 a.m. and we’re heading to the UIHC for the boy’s surgery. The surgeries were scheduled back-to-back and Connor went first. We never imagined the pain we’d feel as we left our child in another’s hands. - But ultimately we knew they were in His hands and He would take care of them. – The pictures below are of the boys when they were in the recovery room post-surgery. It was frightening to see them as they were very pale, crying, and each had 2 ivs and a blood line open. The nurses said when babies undergo Anesthesia and start to come out of it they feel very strange and they’re scared and that crying is the way they are able to tell us something is wrong. We just felt totally helpless. They came out with these hats on and all I could see were those stitches sticking out. I started to freak out but the nurses quickly explained to us they were just “whiskers” for the dog decoration one of the OR nurses had drawn on them. Whew. About a ½ hour after they came into the recovery room we were allowed to feed them some pedilight. Thank goodness, because by this time they hadn’t ate in about 12 hours! They were starving. After they could tell the pedilight was staying down we were able to give them some milk. A few hours later we were moved up to the Pediatrics Intensive Care Unit for the night.
Dad's Local 125 Christmas Party
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