I’ve mostly blogged about Tate’s surgery day, but here are the photos to show you what it was like. My apologies if these are repeats—
First, here are our our “before” photos—Tate at home, in his stroller during our admissions, running all over the waiting area (he didn’t last long in the stroller). They called us back to pre-op shortly thereafter, which was unfortunate because then we had to be contained in a small area with pretty much no toys, and one “wall” was a curtain that Tate kept sneaking under. Fortunately, our surgeons were ready early, so they took Tate back to surgery early.
These are our “after” photos: The first two are in our hospital room around 6:00 p.m. (a couple hours after surgery). You can see that Tate’s cheeks are a bit puffy, and his mouth is oozy with blood. It wasn’t pleasant to look at, but it wasn’t unexpected either. They had “no nos” on him, which are soft bands that prevent him from bending his elbows and sticking things (like his fingers) in his mouth.
He did drink from a cup before he went down for the night. We could not really get him to drink from a bottle. I think his mouth was too sore, and he didn’t want the bottle in it. We started out with Tylenol, and when he woke up a couple hours later, we went to ibuprofen, and then finally settled on some Tylenol with codeine. That was around 4:00 a.m. This picture is of Tate closer to 5:00 a.m.—his first post-surgery smile. The Tylenol with codeine kick-started him being up, and then he wanted to walk all over the place. We spent an hour or two just wandering the halls, he and I. He’s pretty cute—and he sure wasn’t talking or making noise, so the nurses didn’t seem to mind.
I began texting Jason around 4:00 a.m. Our plan had been for him to return to the hospital at 9:00 a.m. But after a sleepless night, I wanted him to come earlier. So my texts got increasingly desperate sounding. Until, finally, at 6:00 a.m. or 7:00 a.m., Tate and I both fell fast asleep. When Jason did arrive around 9:00 a.m., Tate was ready for his next dose of Tylenol with codeine. We drove all over the halls in this car they had, which Tate loved. And when the activity room opened at 10:00 a.m., Tate wandered in there—he loved it. They had a ball popper and lots of instruments, which he loved playing with. This purple gown was his second because of all the drooling—and he did get a third gown at one point in time—you can see how wet it got.
Tate woke up just in time for Dr. Holmes to check on us and discharge us a day early. So here’s Tate ready to go (and you can see our room in the background), and then in the car.
Marcie and Casey were playing with my mom, but so excited to see Tate. Casey immediately shared Ali the Alligator, his class pet, which Casey got to bring home over the holiday break because Casey will be star student next week at school. Tate wasn’t interested in Ali (or anything else, except me) all weekend.