Liam's ear tube surgery went off without a hitch. We had to be at the hospital at 5:45 am, so our wonderful friends Sue and Don took Thea for a sleepover. It went really well. The only time Thea said she missed me was when she was going to bed, and Sue was pretty sure it was a stalling tactic.
Thea and Sue (who is making Liam laugh)
As for me, I managed to hold it together pretty well, in large part because of the immense kindness of DDM, who talked me through what the anesthesia experience would be like. (Knowledge is power, yo.) The only time I lost it was when the very nice nurse asked me, sympathetically and supportively, how I was holding up.
If I were a normal person with normal emotional responses, I'm sure I would have smiled bravely and said something like, "Great, thanks." Nope, instead of being a rock for my kid, I burst into tears and I think freaked Liam out a little, who looked rather worried as he patted my stomach through the bars of the gurney. Thanks a lot, Nice Nurse Lady.
Liam in his wee hospital gown
So now we'll start sleeping through the night, right?
Wednesday, October 04, 2006
Everything's fine
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Yay! You poor thing. That happened to me recently with a well-meaning nurse. Eva had blood drawn and with all the baby fat it really took an eternity to find the vein and they ended up switching arms and poking around in the other one, and I was fine with the screaming until one of the nurses said something sympathetic and I just lost it. And over drawn blood, how embarassing. Anyway, I'm so glad everything is fine - I'll go blow out the candle!
YAAAAY! I'm so glad all is well! And YES, there WILL be sleeping through the night. *Ting* Just like that. Ahem. I hope. Don't EVER feel bad about being emotional over your kids. And what a nice boy you're raising that he was worried about YOU!!
Thanks! I know, what is it about random sympathy that can make you lose your thin veneer of control? And, I so have my fingers crossed for decent sleep, but the weird thing is, we've been without a straight 8 hours for so long that on the few nights we do get it, we feel hungover.
I'm glad all is well. And you're right about random sympathy being enough to lose control. I speak from experience here myself. And sometimes, it feels good to be able to "lose control" like that, since after all, you need to be looked after, too!
Hopefully the sleeping through the night will happen for you sooner rather than later!
Well, the first night was tough. I think his ears still hurt. But last night he slept like a rock and woke up in the best mood.
I'm sure I've just jinxed all future nights....
I can relate, too: you know, on my first day working at the Pentagon, back when I was 8 months pregnant, I got lost/misdirected and was walking for hours. I was trying so hard to keep from crying because of the injustice, the discomfort and just plain embarassment of being lost when a nice woman came up to me and just asked, are you okay? and I just LOST IT. I was keeping it together, until another human decided to interact with me. I had to sit down and wasn't coherent for about 20 minutes.
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