Surgery is OVER

OH BOY!  That was a wild ride!  The boys did really well!!  Ryan and my mom were a HUGE help- the show would not have gone on with out them.  But, the show couldn't go on with out me either... UGH. 
The morning of surgery (Thursday) I woke up feeling very sick to my stomach.  Ryan was going to work and my mom and I were going to tackle the surgeries together.  Well, luckily, Ryan's parental guilt kicked in while he was at work at 4:30am (!!) and he decided he couldn't miss his boys having surgery.  My mom got here about 9am and took John outside to play.  I showered and played with SJ, while Ryan tied up loose ends for work.  We all headed down to Children's at 10:30 with 2 starving children!  We got the boys checked in- My mom and JR played stickers, and Ryan and SJ played with little trucks.  I tried to answer the questions the nurse had about the boys' health history etc.  I was so confused by the end of it:  When is the last time John has had Tylenol?  (ME: Saturday)  When is the last time Stephen had Tylenol? (ME: Tuesday) Is he allergic to any medications? (ME: WHO?!?!!! )   The nurse was so confusing- jumping back and forth until everyone was confused about everything. 

SJ and his daddy.  SJ was so cute in his little hospital jams- Koalas riding in space ships. :)

Grandma Mitty took JR over to the neuro-surgery area while I was trying to answer the health history questions... they found a huge chest full of little toys and booklets of stickers!!!  John's dream come true- he climbed right into the chest and picked out a Christmas sticker book. ;)

This picture doesn't even do it justice-  he had probably 60+ stickers on his shirt. 

John's surgery was scheduled for 12 and Stephen's was for 12:45.  At 12 we headed down to the waiting room to meet with the anesthesiologist and Dr. Malone, late- I think so!  John got to put strawberry flavor into his gas mask -- this is something I will never forget from when I had surgery when I was 5, the strawberry chapstick!  After a lot of back and forth of who was going to take the boys back to be put under, Ryan did the job for both.  I wanted to, but  at the same time, I couldn't imagine seeing the operating room and having my babies go limp in my arms- plus, even worse then that, was the level of nausea I had at that point.  As Ryan walked John back to the OR, my mom held SJ the whole time in the waiting room, watched all of our gear and watched my cousin Jed playing basketball at the Target Center (!!!!!) (Good game Jed!  That was an amazing game- did you see how excited your coach was when you made that 3 pointer?!?!!) And, I was running down the hall looking for a bathroom, the vom was in full effect.  Now, I am sure you are thinking, why didn't I just go home?!! I know, I would have if I didn't need to feed SJ!

John's surgery lasted 20 minutes- Dr. Malone said his adenoids were HUGE and that this should help with his eating, talking, hearing, drooling, and fevers!!!  Oh, I hope she is right.  As Ryan, my mom and I waited for SJ to get called back for his surgery and JR to wake up from his surgery we watched Jed's BBg.  Ryan took SJ back to be put under.  Right as he left, JR was waking up.  So, I went to hold him.  It was one of the sweetest moments I have ever had with him.  He just laid in my arms, not fighting it at all, and wanted to cuddle with me.  He was calling my name and daddy's name.  It was so sweet.  But, as sweet as it was, the breath from the surgery and my nausea did not go well together.  So, Ryan came back to be with him and I went to lay down in the waiting room with my mom.  JR was admitted to 3232- him and Ryan went upstairs and my mom and I waited for SJ. 

Stephen's surgery lasted 55 minutes! :(  It seemed like forever!  Dr. Malone came and talked to me about how it went, and everything went great!!  His adenoids were "disgustingly huge" (umm.... thanks?) the tubes were in perfectly, the little cyst on his ear took the longest of the 4 things, but looks great and his DA Bronch showed his larynges are closer then they should be, but will keep moving apart with age.  Yay!!  As he woke up, all I wanted to do was throw up-  this was the worst time for a mom to be sick- when both of your boys are having surgery!!  SO, I laid in the bed and nursed SJ as they admitted him to 3232 also.  What a mess.

John bounced back to health very quickly!  He was begging Grandma Mitty for gummy bears as soon as she came in the room with me and SJ.  John ate them all... and just about everything else he could get his hands on.  He laid and watched Elmo, eating gummy bears and snuggling with Nana's blanket. 

I laid with SJ nursing him, he wasn't as happy as John though.  Poor guy was pretty sad- he had a lot more done though.  Ryan ordered Jimmy John's for everyone- Maybe that was why I was sick? I hadn't eaten anything??  So, I ate 1/2 of a sandwich and for about an hour I thought I was OK.  By 5pm, my mom left to go home to get ready for work the next day, John was happy watching Elmo and the rest gets very fuzzy for me...  I have no idea what SJ was doing...  All I know is that OK quickly became terrible.  Ryan called my mom and told her she needed to come back and Sara was going to come get me so I could go home to sleep.  I started "walking" down to the front entrance... well, actually, I was running from one trash can to the next throwing up.  I actually never made it to the front door -- A nurse practically carried me to the ER and I was immediately seen... in the hallway!!!! The ER Dr said all the rooms were full, but that they needed to get an IV in me asap...umm, NOOOO! I tried to explain how both of my boys were in 3200 from having surgery, but they both had strep on Saturday.  I told her ALL I wanted was a strep test... well, that came back as a big negative! They gave me 12MG of zofran and viccodin for my migraine headache and brought a bed into the hallway for me- LOL.  She decided I must just have some kind of flu, and to keep up with the zofran and pain meds.  Poor Sara was waiting outside while all this happened in the ER.  (THANK YOU) I didn't go home because SJ needed to nurse, and I was OK again.  When I got upstairs to 3232, John had thrown up from a steroid they gave him- poor boy.  But he was still a champ! I knew that my mom needed to leave eventually because she needed to work the next day, and John was NOT going to sleep- all he wanted was to watch Elmo re-runs.  And our nurse was terrible- it never failed, as soon as they were quiet or sleeping, there she was, "I'm here to check vitals!" "REALLY?!! NOOO!  Please, please don't wake them up again!" 

It was getting later, and JR wasn't sleeping, I was still sick, SJ was screaming, my mom needed to go home and Ryan couldn't possibly deal with 3 sick people by himself.  So, we begged and pleaded with the nurse to let us go home.  That way, John would sleep, I could sleep, SJ could sleep in his swing and Ryan had somewhere to sleep.  Nope, the nurse was a jerk.  (I'm sorry, but she was.) She said she called Dr. Malone and that Dr. Malone said that is was "against her medical advice, and if SJ leaves, our insurance would cover NONE of his surgery, but John could leave" (And, she said it all with a smirk on her face) AHHH  ...  Ryan took John home and he went right to bed, my mom stayed to try and get SJ to sleep, and I slept for a couple hours while she rocked SJ and fed him (the only thing he would eat...) ice cream! haha  At about midnight, after the staff had switched over, my mom talked to the new nurse and told her that she could NOT wake SJ for any reason, and that I was super sick.  THANK GOD.  She never woke him all night and he slept until Dr. Malone came at 7:30. 

Dr. Malone walked in the room and said, "What the hell happened in here~!?!!!"  And, I looked back at her and said, "This is what you get when you make a sick mom stay at the hospital with her baby!!  WHY DIDN'T YOU LET ME LEAVE??!!!"  You should have seen the look on her face-  she was SO so confused!!!  She said the nurse never told her I was sick, all she said was that if it were OK, could we leave?  Dr. Malone was mad then too, she said had she known I was in the ER, and SJ and JR would have done better at home where I could get help, she would have never had us stay at the hospital- EVER!  We were immediately discharged, and all the nurses were apologizing to me, none of them knew what was happening in 3232.   UGH.

Ryan and John came and picked SJ and I up.  I was still sick, so I went right to bed- I didn't get out all day expect until about 3pm when I checked my temp- 102.0!  John was his normal self, running around screaming, and playing.  SJ slept most of the day, but was still pretty sad and batting at his ears.  Everyone was in bed at 8pm...

Today, I am not as sick to my stomach, but I still have the migraine.  JR and Ryan went to Menard's to look at fence stuff and then to go see Auntie Alana and SJ is sleeping. 

Now, really, if I wasn't nursing SJ, this would have been MUCH more simple.  Ryan and my mom could have done this with out me there... Never will we do surgery if I am sick and nursing the patient!!!! 

Thank you mom and Ryan- you were life savers!  And, to Kelli for taking off work on Friday to help, and Sara for waiting at the ER for me for 2 hours, and everyone else for all the offers...we just don't want anyone to get WHATEVER I have! D: 

I can't wait for Ryan and my mom to read this... let's just say, this was all a blur... I am simply trying to remember what seems like a dream~  WOOF  LOL

On a VERY VERY exciting note:  I CAN WEAR MY WEDDING RING AGAIN!!!  I got it re-sized... I haven't worn it since I go PG with John, 4 months after our wedding.  It had been too long to not wear my wedding ring.  I am so excited!!! I love getting at wear it- size 5.5 was too small~ 7 is perfect! :D