Her surgery was scheduled at 9:00 a.m., we had to be at Community South by 8:00 a.m. and here is the real kicker, she couldn't have anything to eat or drink after midnight! When Matt woke Eva up she was not in a good mood - we did our best to not let her see me until we got there, I mean I'm a walking advertisement for milk!
Once we were there and checked in, they were pretty fast in getting us a room. All three of us went back to the room, got Eva in her gown - she looked so little! And from there nothing went according to plan - they were running behind, and keeping Eva occupied wasn't easy. She was fussy, hungry, thirsty, tired and above all she wanted Grace! It was so sweet, she kept walking around the hallway outside of our room saying "Grace, Grace" looking for her. It's so sweet how much she loves her and looks up to her.
When they came to take her, Eva did much better than I'd ever imagined. I would have thought she'd scream and cry but I guess she'd already done enough of that and was shockingly quiet. The surgery only took like 10 minutes, and the doctor (Dr. Fang) came out to say it went well. I couldn't believe how fast it went! No IVs or any kind of needle, just a little gas:-)
And here is where the real hiccup happened, they were "supposed" to give Eva a Tylenol suppository while she was under. I guess the insertion of the tubes can result in some pain, as well as the hangover from the gas. Well, they forgot to give Eva the Tylenol. They could have just not told us, but the nurse was nice enough to say they forgot - so we "tried" to give it to her orally which was a joke! I think she and I wore as much as she actually swallowed. Which doesn't surprise me, she was already upset and disoriented, wanting to go home and here we were trying to hold her down and shove medicine down her throat. I wouldn't have liked it either! So we left on 1/2 a dose of Tylenol, which was sad b/c I couldn't give her more w/out worrying about overdosing. And I know her ears were hurting (I'm guessing similar to getting your ears pierced?) b/c she would grab her ears and the top of her head and cry:-( If someone talked too loud she would cry too... mad me sad! This went on for most of the day, by early evening she seemed better.
I know the nurse we had felt bad, and like I said it wasn't even her fault! But when we were checking out, Eve was allowed to pick a balloon. When she did she kept saying "Grace, Grace" so the nurse said, "Oh of course you've had a rough morning! You should get two." So Eva left w/ one for her and one for your big sister Grace:-)
Oh on a side note - before the surgery when Dr. Fang came in to make sure we didn't have questions, he called Eva, "my little Gerber baby!"
Below is a pic of Mommy & Eva before the surgery:
