Hi there to all my friends! I just wanted to take a minute before Brady wakes up to tell everyone who Patrick did during his surgery. We went to the NICU at 10:30 to say hello to him and wish him luck. When we arrived, they asked us to wait outside while they intubated him, and took chest x-rays. I was okay then, but as I waited I started to get nervous. We didn't ever see the doctor, but he must know us well because he came out and said hello, and said don't worry, he is okay, but fighting us like usual! He doesn't want the tube down his throat, and he is wiggling a lot. They were going to give him some sedation to help. After they were done, the anesthesiologist came out to get consent for surgery, and we headed in to say hi. This is what we saw.
I don't like it!
More catheters! He has so many pokes in his arms and legs! I guess they weren't the same catheters as last night, which means they didn't stay in. His little hands were all bruised and poked. His legs were poked. He had a cath on the side of his leg by his foot. Yuk. I know what it is like to have multiple catheters in you, and be poked like 20 times in two days. It sucks. I wasn't happy, but he needs fluids, so it is what it is right? I feel like I say that all the time. He was intubated again, which I also hate. They loaded him up in the transport bed, and tried to get him ready to go down to the O.R., but it wasn't working well for them.
I wasn't sleeping.....hehehe
Ouchie!
After giving two doses of Fentanyl, they thought they were on their way. Ha ha ha. They don't know little Patrick. He wasn't having any of that. They couldn't get him to stop moving, so they had to give him two more doses of a drug called Verseed, which makes them totally still. We just laughed. The doctor laughed too, he knows him well enough to know that wouldn't work. They give him his dose, and we head downstairs. We met the O.R. nurse who was very nice, and very calming, which helped, because the longer the hallway was, the more time I had to get nervous. By the time we got to the room, I was getting twitchy, and my belly was nervous. They went over what they going to do, and told us how long it would take. They brought us to the waiting room, and we waited. I would like to give a big shot out to my co-worker Heather, who played phone games with me the whole time, and kept me laughing. I would have been anxious otherwise. You rock! After an hour, we called upstairs and found out that he had been moved back to the NICU. We headed back up to see him. He looked so sad. His eyes were dark red, his nose was red, he looked so swollen. She showed us his incision, and his weiner. He looked very upset. She asked if I wanted to hold him, and of course I said yes, but felt bad when she moved him, because he cried right away. As soon as I held him, I started to tear up because it crushed me that he looked so sad.
He was a little fussy afterwards, but seemed to do okay. The doctor asked if he was fussy, or if we thought he was in pain, and we said we thought he was okay. He had given him Tylenol. He said look at that face..I am going to give him morphine if he needs it. We said okay, whatever makes him not painful. He feel asleep shortly after, and his nurse tonight said that he just ate a little bit. He was medicated and sleeping after that. They said they were going to try to get him home maybe Monday or Tuesday, but that is only if the cardiologist sees him first. She will decide if he is going home on oxygen or not. I will surely keep you updated.
Thanks to everyone who sent prayers, thoughts, and hugs our way! We appreciate all of it!
I will put some pictures up of Brady this week. He is waking up now! Got to go!
Love to all!
The Connor family!
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