Wait, weren't we just here!?

I write this during the first shift of night duty.  Jack has become even more tactile since the last surgery, so now he can not only get the patch off, he’s learned to do it quietly.  Therefore, David and I have to take shifts overnight to be sure the patch stays on.  The good news is that this time around, he’ll get it off for good tomorrow and we can use the glasses as a barrier.   Astonishingly enough, we were able to get him to sleep at a reasonable bedtime.  We’ll see how this goes…

This kid is 13 pounds of pure hero.  The surgery was later this time (9am) so we were worried about him wanting to eat, but we were able to sneak him here still asleep and in his jammies again.  He barely made a fuss during the whole pre-op stuff.  David and I were much better prepared this time.  We were blessed to have the same pre-op nurse and anesthesiologist.  Last time, the surgery took about an hour, so today when an hour had passed and no one came out, we started to panic.  We went back into his pre-op room to wait and still heard nothing.  After what I think was the longest 15 minutes of my life, the doctor came out and said everything went fine.  After the second longest 15 minutes of my life, they finally brought us back to recovery, where my little guy was not happy.  I fed him right away and he went back to sleep until we got to the peds ward.

Although we are bored out of our minds being stuck here, Jack did have trouble getting rid of some of the anesthesia gases this time and was wheezy for awhile, so we were glad to be around nurses and doctors who could assure us he was fine.  After a few bouts of fussiness and crying, he got rid of it all and is doing just fine.  I cannot say enough good things about the staff here.  My only complaint is that they have Facebook blocked on their server!

David, Jack and I cannot begin to thank our family, friends, friends of family and friends of friends for keeping us in your thoughts and prayers over the past couple of weeks.  There is a young couple in the room next to us who are here because their newborn has jaundice, and David and I had to laugh when we thought about the time when jaundice was our biggest worry (you know, a whole 15 weeks ago.)   We are a strong little family!

We will continue to update the blog with information about Jack’s progress.  He will wear his glasses for this week and then we will decide if we are brave enough to try the contacts.  He’ll have to wear one or the other until he is about 5 years old, when we’ll be asking for your prayers again as we head back here for two more surgeries to put in the permanent lens – then he will be done with glasses and contacts! 

Jack will be the 80 year old man driving all of his friends to the hospital to have their cataracts removed.  We hope he gets the last laugh.