Surgeryx2

Corey had his surgery today, it went quite well. We had gotten up early and took him into surgery holding, he was so hungry. I couldn't hold him because he smelled me and wanted to eat. I had Chris hold him until he went to sleep, then I took him back and I didn't let him go until the nurse took him back for the surgery. We talked to the nurse, doctor, and anesthesiologist before the surgery assuring us that it was going to be really quick. They said it was only going to be 45 minutes at the most if he needed the nasal passage dilated and tubes in his ears.

We got down to surgery waiting room where they had monitors like you see at airports where you have patient numbers up on the board and it tells you when they started the procedure and end and when they go into recovery. My in laws were there with us and we talked about other things to get my mind off of everything. I never stopped looking at that monitor though and before I knew it, he was in recovery. It only lasted 20 minutes! I knew right then that he didn't need tubes. The doctor came down and talked to us. He confirmed that he does have lyrango/malacia. He didn't have to do the tubes and he also didn't have to dilate the nasal passage which is amazing.

As soon as the doctor was done talking to us, the staff let us know he was awake and that I could go up. It was good to see him but as soon as I saw him, I knew he was in pain and he was crying with great big sobs and tears. I couldn't get him to stop crying and he didn't want to take any sugar water or even nurse. I broke down and started bawling. It was so unnecessary to put him under for no reason but my own piece of mind. I felt so selfish and guilty. The nurse let Chris and his parents come up and see Corey but by the time they came up, he went to sleep fustrated that he couldn't eat because his throat hurt so much. His cries were so hoarse and mucussy. He was a trooper, though. I tried again to nurse him but he wouldn't take it so I warmed up a bottle I brought along with me and handed it and Corey over to Chris. He was still in pain but he worked through it and started downing the bottle. Thank God I brought it. I almost didn't because I just thought I'd be able to nurse.

Once we got him to eat, he was discharged and we went to go visit my mother....

There is no mention of my mother at his surgery for a big reason. She took the day off to be with him and us. And she really wanted to be there.

On Saturday, she started havin pains in her abdomin and she thought they'd go away with time so she ignored it and went on her way. Sunday, she picked up Corey and I and took us and Austin to the mall to get pictures taken for his 3 month milestone and get Austin a haircut. She picked up Corey and could barely keep her grip on him, he was too heavy for her. She was in so much pain and she thought she was having an appendicitis attack. I told her to get to the ER asap but she didn't think it was too bad and said she would go to the doctor after Corey's surgery the next day.

7:30pm comes around and I get a call from my step dad saying they were in the ER and to call my aunt to let her know what was going on. I asked if she was going to have surgery and they didn't know yet, they were waiting for the docs to determine that. I was getting Corey to eat really quick before I left to meet them but my mom called and told me to stay with him. I really wanted to be there with her but I knew she was right, Corey needed me. I called again every 30 minutes but still no difference. My step dad tells me he's taking Austin home to get some sleep and I leave to go to home and get him something to eat so I leave Corey with Chris and rush to the ER not wanting my mom to be by herself. She's sitting there trying to down a mediciny water that she has to take for a ct scan so they can see her insides better. My step dad gets there so I leave and the call me back at 12:30am letting me know that te ct scan came back fine. Nothing wrong with her ovaries, appendix, or gull bladder. So they weren't going to do any surgery and they were going to release her. Half an hour later, I get a call from my mother herself that they are doing surgery on her because she's still in pain everytime the dr puts pressure on her stomach, it still hurt her. I call my aunt and brother and let them know an hour after that we get a call again saying she got out of surgery and is doing better also they found the problem...a piece of fat coiled up in her bowels and was blocking it. I was relieved she was okay. Needless to say, I didn't get any sleep last night thinking about my mother and son and keeping everyone in the loop with info on mom.

I saw her after Corey's surgery and she seemed to be better. She is still in the hospital ready to be released. We will go visit her tomorrow since Corey is doing good.

Corey's eating like a champ and sleeping off the anesthesia.

Thank you, God, for taking care of Corey and Mom today.