As I mentioned in my last post, our daughter had her tonsils removed this past Tuesday.
As family is not close by I took a few moments to recount the event, Thank-you, everyone for your kind thoughts, prayers and support!
The day started at 4:30 am. Al and I groaned as the alarm went off. We’d packed a few things the night before so we could leave the house quickly. So glad we planned ahead!
We left the house at 5:00 am.
Our biggest concern for our daughter’s tonsillectomy was that she had no idea what was about to happen. It gnawed at us. As she is autistic and non-verbal her lack of understanding is often a concern for us.
She knew something was up when we pulled into the hospital parking lot. We were there the previous week for a pre-op appointment.
She was not a happy camper but she stayed relatively calm. Still, every time someone came to see us in the pre-op area she said “Bye-bye!” We said, “No, please sit down. We’re not leaving yet.”
There is always one thing that soothes her. She loves to touch the top of Al’s head. We’re not sure why this works, but it does. She pulled him over and snuggled against him.
Al asked if he could be with her when she was anesthetized.
The nurse said, “I can get you a bunny suit.” This was new! Al’s been through this before but never had to wear a special get-up! I laughed and told him he was definitely not the Easter Bunny!
Once the surgery was complete we were off to the recovery room where we waited…and waited…and waited a bit longer…
Later, we settled into her room. I laughed when I took the picture below because it looked like I was waiting at the airport; instead I was trying to relax and crochet as our Mija rested. Yes that’s yarn on the left side of my bag!
One of the risks we faced was Mija’s reaction to having an IV. We advised the staff she’d make every attempt to remove it. When she was in the hospital a few years ago she woke up unexpectedly in the middle of the night and ripped the IV from her hand. I was startled awake to see Al and a nurse reacting as blood shot across the room.
This time the IV was quite secure under a red bandage. She was furious she couldn’t remove it. She then proceeded to “ask” each person who came into the room, every nurse, every doctor, every technician to remove the IV. She did this by taking the person’s hand and directing them to the red bandage. Everyone said, “No, I can’t do that.” She would give a disgusted look then turn away!
As you can see below the day caught up with us. As Mija drifted back to sleep Al finally closed his eyes, let go and slept. No surprise. I was glad to see the two of them side by side, finally resting. It made me calm to see them that way.
I was prepared to spend the night at the hospital with Mija. That said we were happily surprised! She’d been drinking enough fluids, and was hungry. After some discussion the doctor decided we could go home!
YES!!! I happened to be out of the room when this was decided but I can still imagine Al giving a huge sigh of relief.
It was 105 degrees Fahrenheit outside (41 degrees Celsius) when we walked to the car. We also hit the highway during the height of traffic. At 5:00 a.m. it took twenty minutes to get to the hospital. The way home took more than an hour. We were exhausted but happy to be heading home.
Even though she had a rough day, and will still be healing over the next couple of weeks, our daughter has once again shown she is resilient and determined.
She gives us a reason to be proud of her every day.
Hold your loved ones close to your heart.
Cherish your family every day.
When challenges come, facing them together helps to carry the load.
To see the poem Cathy wrote to her daughter, see Standing Watch – She is Resting.
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