It was a long morning but we made it through and Aiden is doing great. We got there at 6:40 and everything went very smoothly and it didn't seem like we were waiting too long because there was a lot to do. Once we checked in we went to his room and had to get him dressed in his gown. He handled it pretty well considering he had to have the tag on his ankle, the big gown, and a blood pressure cuff on his arm.
Once that died down we really only had to wait wait for about 30 minutes. He had lots of things to keep him busy and then Jason did a great job distracting him when the toys weren't doing it for him any more. I focused on taking some pictures and trying not to freak out and over-think.
Then it was the crappy part. They told us that they needed to take him back and we were able to walk him to the "sterile beyond this point" door and then I had to hand him off to a nurse. That was hard. I kept smiling and told him we would see him soon until after he was behind the doors because I didn't want him to think that he should be scared. Doors closed...I turned around and cried. Not hysterically or anything :) We walked out to the waiting room where I sat and looked at the minutes pass. At about minute 15 (seemed like eternity) Dr. Sellner came out and said that he had went to sleep quickly, the tubes went in great and there was no fluid in there. The sucky thing was he was already awake and was crying. I didn't like that. I could only imagine how scared he was. THEN we find out only one of us is allowed to go back during recovery stage 1 so I told Jason to go. Come to find out he had waken up so quickly once the mask was taken off and he was kicking and screaming so much that they were afraid he was going to fall off the bed. Once Jason had gotten back there Aiden was still kicking and screaming and Jason was trying to hold him down as they tried to do more vitals. Jason said he kept asking for me and he finally told the nurses that I needed to go back there so that there was one less thing he needed to worry about. A nurse finally came back and got me and when I got there he was so upset. He was happy that I was there but then he didn't know what he wanted. He would go back and forth between the 2 of us and then cry and cry and cry. The nurse had told me during pre-op that the anesthesia would make him seem disoriented and seem really "off" and I could tell that was what was happening. At one point he was wanting me to hold him but was trying to push my arms off him. It was like "hold me but don't have your hands on me" and it made Jason and I laugh a little. Again he had to have vitals taken and Aiden was done with this place! He was screaming and crying "outside" over and over and at the top of his lungs. Jason and I had never seen him want out of a place so bad. He finally drank down some juice and calmed down enough to fall asleep on my shoulder...we finished hearing our after surgery directions and they wheeled Aiden and I down to the car. He slept the whole ride home but the minute we got home he woke up and wanted to see the dog. 5 minutes later he was being goofy and rolling around on the floor and was ready for a good breakfast. It was like nothing had happened. The rest of the day has been really good. He hasn't even slept again but has been enjoying playing with his toys and watching his favorite movies. So of course now I feel like I had nothing to worry about but it's not like I think I over reacted. I was worried about my baby and I was being a mommy :) I am a bit peeved about how they handled recovery but overall we had great and friendly people that were doing what needed to be done to make sure the procedure went well.
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