Our check in time was 6:45am. Alayna hadn't eaten anything since 4:30am but she was being so good, especially for being such a tired, hungry little thing. She was playing and talking, then got tired and a little grouchy but she was still snugly.
She looked so cute in those funny little hospital pajamas with socks that wouldn't stay on her feet. I was doing okay... until I had to hand her over to the anesthesiologist. That was SO hard, so very hard.
We checked into the waiting room about 8:45am.
At 10:30am we got our first update. It had taken a while to get all the I.V.'s and the breathing tube that when in through her nose all put in. She had two IVs, one in her hand, and one in her foot. And a central line that went into her jugular in her neck, So at 10:30am they were just making the first incision.
At Noon we got a call from the Neuro surgeon. Everything was going fine. He had finished his part of removing the plates from her head without a problem. I asked him later if her head was fused clear from front to back. He said it was. One solid bone. I then asked him how early the bones can fuse. He said that he has seen them fused together in the womb in an ultrasound. Crazy.
Anyway, at 2:30pm, Dr. Saddiqi came out and found us. Everything had gone just fine. Nothing out of the ordinary. She did have to have a blood transfusion but she neither did she loose an extreme amount either.
At 3:30pm we finally got to see her.
She looked so sad. So swollen. She was pretty doped up on morphine. She was getting some about every hour there at the beginning.
When she did wake up enough to peek out of her swollen little eyelids it was usually because her breathing tube was clogged or because she was in so much pain.
I have never experienced ANYTHING as heartbreaking as watching her try to cough or cry without the slightest little sound coming out because of the tube down her throat. I think the tube really scared her. Made me cry every time.
They usually try to take the tube out right after surgery but because she still had remnants of a cold leftover she had some buildup and since her throat was swollen they were worried about her being able to breath on her own so they decided they would leave the tube in overnight.
We stayed with her the next several hours in the PICU. Thankfully they weren't too terribly busy and we were able to get a "sleep room". A room with a bed just off of the parents waiting room were we spent the night.
I was so tired the nurses told us to get some sleep since she would be on morphine and will sleep most of the time. They said she would be more awake the next day so we would want to be there for her then.
Finally at 10:30pm we crashed. But I kept having weird dreams so at 4:30 this morning, I woke up and decided to go check on her.