Before Zane's surgery we all went out to dinner at Chili's, he was apparently very excited about finishing his meal.
Then on Friday, we got to the hospital super early, he seemed pretty confused about it all and was in very good spirits. Until he saw nurses. Zane hates nurses*. He knows that when there are beautiful women walking around in scrubs, one of them is going to bring the funk and bring the pain.
He did pretty well, especially when the nurses brought out the bubbles. Blowing bubbles indoors! What a treat!! He got his happy juice cocktail (I wish I had vials of Versed for myself sometimes!) and became as calm as a heavy wet blanket. They wheeled him away and within the hour the doctor was done cutting out his adenoids and popping the tubes in his ears.
The recovery nurses took a while to come and get us in the waiting room. When they finally did, the sweet little nurse had a very odd look on her face. She whisked us back to Zane's area and said that he was having some trouble coming out of anesthesia. Essentially, Zane was having one of his fits. Luckily, I've become quite accustomed to these fits and it was this very type of fit that caused me to dive into the world of surgery to get Zane better.
Once he goes into them, you just have to wait them out. So we did. After an hour of a screaming, wailing, convulsing, bucking up and down child, mama had had enough. My arms were putty, I was beginning to shake from exhaustion from holding onto him.
During this hour long torture session (for everyone) various people tried to help. God love 'em. Look at the light! Look at the toy! Look at the puppy! Distraction works well on most kids, but not mine. Their will is just a tad bit stronger than you can imagine.
The nurses were about to order some morphine for fear that this never ending fit was because he was in pain. But then...
One of the nurses flippantly said..."Zane? Do you want to go home?" ....Zane had been screaming, kicking and punching with his eyes closed and teeth clenched for the past hour. But all of a sudden, he opened his eyes, looked straight into the nurse's face and said. "YES!!!" After about 5 seconds of silence, he started screaming and bucking away again. The nurse said, "He's not in pain! He's just MAD!!!"
That was the cue. IV came out, monitors came off and we were sent out the door. As soon as he saw sunlight, Zane was a happy man. Until he realized he was strapped into a car seat and not back in his crib.
He slept most of the day and then woke up ready to party. He's doing great, rarely a complaint is heard and I think we're going to see a whole new kid on our hands.
Tonight we went out to celebrate with pizza.
"what, do I have some on my face?"
(you can see he's still a bit swollen)
A big thanks to Nana who came in to town to help us out with Miss Lily and we also got a treat by seeing Shirley and Daddy Zane who came over to the house to visit.
* with the exceptions of his Aunts Jodie, Melissa, and Alex.
4 comments:
I am so glad he is on the mend. I had totally forgotton about post surgical fits! Annabeth had a huge one after her tubes surgery too. She screamed for twenty minutes until I was able to nurse her. That was the only thing that worked for her. It was totally awful. I must have blocked that out. The nurses and their little distractions were powerless against her as well. Anyway, so sorry he struggled and that you had to experience that again. Hopefully that is the last one you and he will have to endure together.
not fun huh. Even if Zane was a nurser (and a year younger) I don't know if that would have worked all he wanted was OUT. How have Annabeths tubes been working for her
If the last couple of days (and nights) are an indication, it sounds as if Mr. Zane is well on his way to a better way of life. I am so glad to hear things are going so well, and trust that everything will continue to improve.
I got really lucky with Annabeth's tubes, they stayed in a year and a half. They were still in over the winter, but at her well child check they had fallen out. Since she had only been 6 months old when they went in, the surgeon had predicted they would dislodge in 9 months. I am so grateful they lasted much longer. Now we just have to wait and see if she will need them replaced. She only ever got one more infection when they were in, so they were fantastic!
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