Morgan's tonsil and adnoid surgery

So Morgan had his 14th surgery on Monday, June 11, 2012.  Because of morgan's severe snoring and all of his lung issues, his Pulmo dr. decided it would be best if he had his tonsils and adnoids out to help him breathe better so we had to schedule this surgery.  We got to the hospital very early at 6:30am and because I am such a forgetful mother, I left Morgans bottle in his bed and he came and got in my bed at 2am, so we had to be bumped from the first surgery to the second because he may have drank milk up til 2am. and that would give him enough time to be ok.  So we didn't actually go back til 8:00am.  Once we went back morgan thankfully fell asleep in my arms and slept almost the entire prep.   My hands were going numb from holding him so we tried to lay him on the table and he woke up in a panic state, crying "I don't want to get on the table"  poor baby, he knows what getting on that bed usually consist of and he hates hospital beds now.

 He was suppose to put on his lovely hospital gown but he didn't want to put that on either, so we just let him wait til the last minute.  Here it is we finally got it on.  He looks so cute. This picture was taken actually after his surgery but it serves the purpose of this post.

The nurse came in and gave him some loopy meds and off to surgery he went.  He usually goes kicking and screaming but they gave him an extra dose cause i told them he requires more and i guess it did the trick.  I always get this sickening feeling in the pit of my stomach every time they take my baby boy back to the surgery room.  Something about trusting your most precious possession to complete strangers for them to perform some very invasive procedures without me there to comfort him, just makes me uneasy. But I have alot of faith in Dr and Nurses and God, so I just try to hide my uneasiness and smile and tell him everything will b ok.  We prayed over him before they took him into surgery, which is a common event for us.  So I knew he would be ok.

 

So me and Donnie went to get breakfast and we had just finished eating and they called and said he was already out of surgery and we could come see him.  The whole procedure only took 27 minutes and everything went fine.  When we walked into the room morgan was on the bed and he saw me and started crying in a very raspy voice and it broke my heart.  The nurse said he did great and she asked if he wanted a Popsicle and he said yes a red one. So she brought him that and ice water.  Morgan was unhappy cause he had an IV in his arm and he hates IV's so he complained alot about that.  After about another 30 minutes and after them making sure his red spots on his arm, where he had an allergic reaction to the meds had went away, they told us we were free to go.

Here's my sweet boy on his way home after a very long day.  He was a trooper as usual and after about 2 hrs at home, he was running and playing and wanting to eat everything in our house but he could only have cold stuff and soft foods, so that was a major problem for us.  We are on day 3 post surgery and you would never guess he had just had surgery cause he is running and playing like normal.  I wish I had his high pain tolerance and ability to just deal with major surgery with smiles and playfulness.  I learn alot from this boy and I am so thankful that he bounces back from surgeries so fast.  He sure has had enough to bounce back from.  Hopefully this will be his last surgery ever! Love you Morgan Lee, you are mommies little trooper!