Maddy's procedure went great! Thank you all for offering kind words and support throughout this stressful week.
Ok, enough of that crap!
There was little to crying from Maddy.
And a great amount of "OMG what am I doing to my child???!!!" crying from me. At one moment I convinced myself that she would stay stoned. I believed I permanently scarred my baby.
They gave her some drinking medicine to "calm" her down. She was nervous at this point and hugging me mostly and burrying her head into me when ever anyone approached while clasping her hand over her mouth.
Within 5 minutes of drinking the pink sweet smelling forbidden fruit, she was slumping down and becoming sleepy. I was thinking hey can I take some of that home?
Until she started acting stoned! Her eyes were half closed and her movements were slow. She was high like a fruit loop!
She just stared off ito space and then something would strike her as funny and she would laugh and then try to speak and it was all gibberish.
I was able to make out: Holy Cow! and Mommy what happened?
She kept trying to grab the metal bars of her bed and couldn't connect and every so often it was like something clicked in her brain and she'd open her eyes wide and try to lift her head.
Broke my heart actually. I work with kids who are like this permanently.
My son went with me for support, the one who had his appendix removed and laughed at me the whole time for my blubbery crying.
Love that kid!
Remember the movie, Look's Who's Talking? When Kirstie Alley's character is about to give birth and she gets the epidural and they pan to the baby in utero and he's stoned and sees his hand moving in front of his face and there is a lagging trail?
Maddy was facinated with her hand and everything shiney.
I kept thinking of the movie.
They let me into the OR, gave me a yellow gown and hat to wear and along the way there Maddy looked at me and told me I looked like a banana.
Letting me in the OR was probably not the best plan. I wanted to make sure she was comforted until she fell asleep. Any good that did cause I was a crying fool; the last thing I needed was to see her fight the gas and clonk out. She wasn't in any pain nor does she remember anything after drinking the kiddie cocktail, walking away from her just killed me inside.
The nurse walking me back said my reaction was because I'm a good mom, sure didn't feel like it at the time.
I just wanted to see my baby wake up and back to normal.
Which I did 2 hours later.
Side note: Let me just add that Children's Hospital of Detroit does a great job working with kids. One lady came in just to talk with Maddy. She showed her a book all about the hospital and what the different rooms looked like and the people wearing the funny clothes, etc. Then Maddy got to pick out her favorite smelling chap stick and color her mask with it. This was her smell when it was time to breathe in the gas. She made the most progress with Maddy out of all of them. Great place, I tell you!
Driving home I got a migrain and me and Maddy snuggled the rest of the day in bed sleeping it off.
Today she is her cute adorable stich-like self. Tim checked on her before he left for work this morning and she opened her eyes and bellowed: TWO MORE DAYS!
We've all had our share of Dr.'s and hospitals and have been checked and re-checked.
Zack got the OK to do the water parks and rides. He just has to know his limits and be honest with me when he is tired. Which I believe he will.
Otherwise, I will just tell my mom to give up her
scooter, suck it up and give it to Zack.
Kidding.
We have two more sleeps and we begin our drive
late Saturday evening.
I guess that is it for now. Thanks for reading and I hope you will all return when I share with you our trip. I am so looking forward to meeting up with Nebo and Smidgy. Marita I wish our schedules would have worked out. Lynda I will pm you my cell and intinerary.
Stay safe