After weeks of feeling nervous and very anxious (of course this all happens after DJ has to leave) the day arrived. February 25, 2011. We had to be at the hospital by 6:00am for his 7:30am surgery. So needless to say, it was a VERY early morning for both of us. It was dark out, he was still in his pj's, and I literally pulled him out of bed and put him right in the car. As we drove to the hospital he kinda just stared at me like what is going on. We called Daddy on the way there for a little pep talk... mostly for me :)
Brady was a Champ! Once we got to the hospital we went straight in to the surgery prep room. I put him in his huge hospital gown and then we just waited ... and waited... and waited. Everyone kept coming in to see him and talk to me about a few things. He got tons of compliments about how well behaved he was. He just smiled and laughed all morning while we waited to go into surgery. Thank goodness!!! The poor guy had not been able to eat or drink a thing since 8:00pm the night before. And there was nothing really there to entertain him, other than the curtain he used to play peek-a-boo with.
The doctor had to put his initials over the eye he had to fix :)
I was really nervous about what was going to happen when they took Brady away from me. He has separation anxiety big time. During this time he cried when ever I was out of sight, so I could only imagine what was going to happen when some strange doctors all decked out in their scrubs and hair nets took him away down the hall. Lucky for me the staff really understood how hard this would be. The doctor came in to "hang out" with us for awhile before it was time to go in. But once the doctor left and a strange nurse came to take him from my arms and walk away... HE SCREAMED and SCREAMED!!! It broke my heart! As he walked one way I walked the other direction bawling my eyes out. It was the WORST feeling ever. Then I heard them yell "Mom come back!" I hurried back, I thought something was wrong. But it ended up being they were not ready yet. The recovery nurse was not in so they couldn't start the procedure yet. Instead of having a screaming baby for 15mins they let me go and hang out with him while we waited with the nurses, anesthesiologist, and doctor. This really helped him to get a little more used to them. So when they took him away the 2nd time he didn't cry. It made it a little easier to walk away... but just a little! They said he didn't cry until they laid him down on the table. I still cried the entire time he was gone. It was a scary feeling because you don't know how he was going to react to everything. And to think his surgery was only a small minor procedure which was done in 15 mins. I can't imagine doing any more than that!!!
The doctor said he went to sleep right away and he was able to probe his eye and flush it all out. He said there was a good amount of gunk in there but it went well and should be good to go. The procedure took all of 2 mins and I was only away from Brady for about 10-15 mins. He cried when he got to the recovery room (I could hear him down the hall) but I got to go in right away and he was fine. He was hungry and ready to get out of there. We got home before Tessa even woke up and Brady was his normal self. He couldn't wait to eat his pancake breakfast and go to bed!
His eye was immediately better right after the surgery and he has not had a problem since!!!
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