Dear Torrie (Surgery Version)

Dear Torrie,

Late Monday night I decided to chronical your surgery day with pictures, at some points I dont have pictures because it was becoming a nuisance to keep up with. So here goes.

I woke you up at 540 am - you did not like this at all....

I packed you in the car and we went to go get daddy. It was unusually cold that morning.

Once we arrived mommy started getting nervous, I was having flashbacks to when you were in the nicu, it was very unpleasant. I had daddy carry you in while I checked you into admitting.

At first you thought it was really cool, the waiting room had real live fish and tables and chairs and there were a couple other kids waiting as well. The intake lady came out and put a pretty pink ID bracelet on you and you were still in the cool zone at this point.

Then, they moved us upstairs to the surgical floor and there was also really cool things there too. I didnt get any pictures of that because I was too busy pulling you off of standing on the tables and keeping you from yelling at the other kids.
They called your name and we went back to the preop room. they had toys there too, they took your height and weight AGAIN and then we waited for each doc to come in and explain everything to us AGAIN (just like that needless appt we had last week like I said, Pointless) and then we waited some more. they gave you a baby xanax because when mommy went to the bathroom you had a major meltdown malfunction soooooooooo basically it wasnt so smooth.
Heres you playing with the trucks in the pre-op room

heres daddy and mommy beginning to get bored of waiting so much for each doc to come in.

after they gave you that xanax (that didnt work) and we changed you into a surgery gown you realized something was up. Thats when the real breakdown started.

These next couple parts have no pictures, because they consist of your father and I waiting in the waiting room for someone to come out and give us some news.
The pulmonologist came out first, she said you did well the whole procedure, she then confided that she was a little worried at first about your lungs collapsing but you did awesome so now shes not worried anymore. she said your lungs were still very underdeveloped and so were your vocal cords. she took biopsys of your lungs to see if theres any other possibilty for something else being the cause BESIDES your prematurity, otherwise if everything comes back normal, you will grow out of it in about 18 months.
Your tubes and adenoids are self explainitory, your tubes went in and adneoids came out.
You scared everyone a little because you had a hard time coming out of anesthesia, they came out and told us you were having a little trouble so they had to keep you in the OR until you took breaths on your own, another hour passed and no one came out, a few minutes before I started melting down they came out and got us, you were still sleeping but stable now....

After an hour of you sleeping the nurse said we could wake you and hold you until you came fully out, so we did, we just were so desparate to touch you the whole time you were sleeping.

then you really woke up and realized you were hooked up to a whole bunch of stuff and tyou let the nurse know that she better take it out now or else. everytime she came by you held up your arm with the iv in it and pointed to it and spewed baby jumble at her letting her know you werent happy with it.
she finally took it off and gave you a prize. you picked a purple pony from my little pony.

then we were able to go home, you were on and off with your miserableness all day, you stayed up until 9 tho and you were pretty resistant to any kind of real pain, which is good.

now we are spending the next couple days at home recovering. Today I made you some edible paint, good thing because most of it ended up in your mouth and in your hair.

and now my sweet angel you are napping, so I will go lay down now too.
You're such a trooper,
I love you,
Mom.