
On Monday, September 15, 2008, our brave big boy underwent surgery. Connor was diagnosed with a small tumor under his left eye which needed to removed immediately before it grew any bigger. (For some odd reason, in all of the pictures you can't see it - magic of the flash) So we went to the best plastic surgeon at Children's Hospital who took great care of one of our most prized possessions. We went in for Pre-op at 9:45 and surgery was underway at a little before 11am. I was able to carry him into the operating room which I never want to have to do again. We took a seat and played a game looking into a camera and waving because we could see ourselves in the big screen tv. It was soon time for the general anesthesia which was done via mask and bubble gum flavored gas. He put up a good fight but I talked and rocked him into his deep sleep. Then I was instructed to put him up on the operating table and had to walk out of the room. Now that was the most difficult moment I have ever experienced. I knew he was in good hands but honestly the next thirty minutes seemed like an eternity.
When we were brought into the recovery room, our little man was already awake and like any kid wanted the IV and all the attachments off of him. Once we settled him down, we were able to have all the needles and patches removed. Within a short period of time, I was carrying my brave little man out of the hospital.
By the time we got home and Connor had something to eat, he was running around as usual. He may of had a black and blue swollen eye but that didn't stop him. We are happy to say that everything went well and now we can breath a little easier that it is all over.
That night as Daddy was putting Connor to bed, he told Brian that he doesn't like the doctor's office. He proceeded to tell Brian he doesn't like bubble gum anymore either because it makes him go Zzz (as he fell over and pretended to go to sleep). By the way, we were told that he wouldn't remember any of that but apparently he does.
Thank goodness it was a successful day and our little man is healing up and back to running around. To everyone that knew, thank you for all your thoughts and prayers. It was a stressful day and we are so happy it is over.
2 comments:
oh my gosh, i wish i would have known!!!! that must have been stressful for you but thank goodness everything is good :) thinking of you!
Connor this message is for you. Nana,Grandpa, Aunt Ellen, & Uncle Kevin(the one with the beard) are so proud of you. Big brave boy. Love & kisses
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