Unexpected Surgery

Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Thankful for:
*Busy day at work, makes the time go by fast
*I am trying to remember more from this day, but so much as happened I cannot remember
*My family!!(Thankful daily for this)

Thursday, June 24, 2010
Thankful for:
*Worked late again (not really thankful for this, but good for the paycheck later)
*the infected spot on Preston's leg burst in a warm bath tonight (ouch, but I know some of the pressure off of it will make it feel better)

Friday, June 25, 2010
Thankful for:
*Working in surgery and being able to by pass a couple of steps to get my baby taken care of
*Preston did not have a good night-his little leg hurt, he and I got up around 3am with it because he could not get comfortable, the redness around what I thought was an insect bite had gotten larger (about the size of my palm) and the center was red, hard and angry about the size of a quarter, I made him an appointment to see his pediatrician for 4:30pm, but I was at work worrying about my poor baby, deep down I knew he would probably need an operation (I&D) to open that little spot and let it drain, luckily the orthopedic surgeon was working I caught him at the scrub sink between his cases, explained what was going on and he said to bring him up to the hospital and he would look at it and work him in if it needed to be drained, sure enough it needed to be, this was around 1015am, close to 2pm Preston was being carried to surgery by one of my co-workers, it is HEART BREAKING to see your baby being carried away from you, I know I do this day in and day out and you would think that I would be used to it, but when it is your baby it is a whole different story-MaMa mode turns on and Surgery Nurse mode turns off, the tears started flowing because I knew that my little baby was going to be scared and most probably hurting the next day when the numbing medicine wore off, the surgery was quick (10 minutes tops...but it seemed so much longer) I knew it would be, and Preston was being carried to us, Thomas held him first but then he wanted MaMa, his cries finally settled, and about an hour later we were on our way home, after he ate and drank something you would have never known anything had happened expected for the ace bandage on his lower right leg, but at 6:45pm when he ate some mac and cheese, he put his little head on my shoulder and was out like a light until 7:00am Saturday morning, he only woke up once and asked for Wallkee (this is what he named his blankie), when he woke up his said leg hurt but once the Motrin kicked in the little Sweet P is playing around the house again, Kids are so resilient....WE LOVE YOU SWEET P AND WISH YOU A QUICK RECOVERY!!!