and reflect. The wheels have been turning and I feel like I just need a minute to sit down
and write it all down, to remember these days before they run away from me. Brees had a
very minor surgery done on Friday. She has had back to back ear infections for the last
3 months that, no matter what we do, just won't clear up. We went to see our pediatric
ENT for a full exam and, after reviewing the fact that she has had 6 ear infections this
year alone, we scheduled surgery to put tubes in her ears. We felt really confident about
this decision as we have been through the same experience with Isabelle. Our little ladies
were both born with malfunctioning Eustachian tubes, what can I say? And so Shawn and
I wrapped our baby Brees up and headed to the outpatient surgery center bright and
early Friday morning. Our family has seriously spent WAY too much time in hospital
settings this year...We arrived at 6 am and were taken straight back to admitting. The
nurses were all so good to us and treated Brees with so much love. We watched "Yo
Gabba Gabba" on the Ipad while we waited and she snuggled up close in her fancy little
hospital gown. The doctor came in and reassured us that the surgery would last no longer
than 15 minutes. Brees was given a light sedative to relax her and didn't require an IV or
any other invasive interventions. I was so relieved when one of my former college
classmates came in and told us that he would be the nurse in the surgery room with Brees.
He took her gently from my arms as Shawn and I both kissed her a hundred times.
She whimpered just a little as he carried her away, breaking my heart in the process.
Even though I'm a nurse, even though I've been through this and much worse, letting my
angel baby go into surgery was very, very hard. I didn't have too much time to dwell on
that, though, as we were only apart for a short while. Shawn and I waited patiently in
the waiting room, texting friends and family, praying for Brees and her safety. Soon, we
were being ushered into the recovery room and the nurses were placing her into my arms.
I rocked her and held her close as she woke up from the anesthesia, Shawn finishing up
the paperwork and getting things packed up. After 30 minutes and a full cup of juice, we
were allowed to go home. The entire process took under 2 hours from start to finish: what
a relief! We drove our sleepy baby home, gave her some toast and a dose of morning
cartoons, and then all climbed into bed for a good nap. I was so thankful that everything
went so smooth and that I was able to have the day off from work to just be a mama to
my baby. I don't think I put her down at all that day, we just stayed close and did a whole
lotta lovin. By Saturday morning, Brees was back to her 75 miles per hour self, jumping
and singing and playing full force. Hopefully, these tubes will give Brees the relief she needs
to drain her ears and start feeling better soon. She's a tough cookie, that little angel...
8 comments:
that first picture, what a little sweeter. and a trooper too! glad she is started to feel like herself again. :)
Thank you! She's such a sweetheart!
So sorry she had to go through this, but hopefully it'll help her poor little ears! Thinking you sweet lady!
I'm so glad that it went well! She is just the cutest little thing ever!
What a sweet baby and a brave mama. So glad it went well!!!!
I'm glad today went smoothly!
Aww, she looks like such an itsy baby in these photos. I want to cuddle her!
And from the photos you posted on Instagram, it looked like she enjoyed her recuperation time with you. :-)
Brave little girl......I am glad all went well and Brees is already feeling better. Take care Liv' and much love to all.
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