Boy did I make a big deal out of nothing! Yesterday was Cade's CT Scan to see if he is a candidate (structurally) for a Cochlear Implant. They told me he was going to have to be sedated but staying in the hospital overnight would not be necessary. The sedation part I was not much a fan of, but then I heard the words "possible intubation" and my mama mind went to FREAK OUT! Okay, so I didn't actually freak out, but I admit... I was dreading it. I didn't want my baby to hurt or be in pain or have a sore throat or any of the above! Plus, having been in the medical field I understand the possible complications of an intubation. These are complications that with any one else you just right off as Never Gonna Happen, but for some reason when it is YOUR baby they are talking about (or even husband for that matter) you mind automatically goes to the worst possible case scenario! DUMB!
So I was told he could not eat after 9am. So, at 8:15 I nursed him for like 30 minutes and then gave him a bit of rice cereal to try to help curb the no eating for hours and hours. (He goes 10-12 hours at night, but 3-4 during the day.) So we get there and are in the waiting room with 3 or 4 other kiddos running around. At this point he was still happy and I was so focused on my word game my mind was off of the worst case scenario. In the moments when that would come in, I would just align myself with the Word of God and remind myself of truth. Then I would speak Psalms 91 over Cade & back to figuring out if a male or female turned in the number one vote for the boot company. :-)
About this time a woman came out and told us they were running an hour behind, which at this point would put us at 2pm before we would start the sedation process. "The Sedation Process" YUCK! Bob and I were super polite, because hey, it wasn't her fault they were behind! Back to my puzzle I went...
A bit later they came and got us to go through his pre-op questions. "Pre-op" What a stupid name for a simple CT Scan... Why not call it the Pre-Picture Questions?? OP=OPERATION and operation in 'Mama mind' = SURGERY and surgery in mama mind sucks! So in one simple phrase they took me from just a picture to SURGERY!
So after the questions, weight, exam blah blah blah... the moment finally arrived! We met the anesthesiologist who was very sweet and basically told us that she was going to give him a little gas through a mask and that he would go to sleep. She let us stay with him until he fell asleep and then ten minutes later we saw him in 'recovery'.
Okay, mama mind recovery is a large room with ten or so children who are just getting out of surgery and they are separated by large curtains. Reality recovery was basically just like a hospital room in the middle of the radiology department to monitor the babies after their anesthesia.
When we saw him he was sleeping like he always does. He had his arms above his head and his little legs all frogged out. :-) They immediately let me pick him up and a few minutes later he woke up crying. Hey, he hadn't eaten in 7 hours, what else would he do?? So, the nurse stayed in the room until we made sure he could suck and swallow well. It took all of 2 seconds to figure out he was fine with that, then off we went!!!
My mountain of a day that I was dreading to the point of tears turned out to be a no big deal molehill!
GOD IS FAITHFUL!
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