Tonight's picture was taken on November 12, 2015. This was us early in the morning (before 6am) in the pre-op area, awaiting Mattie's second surgery. That surgery was long and grueling, since it involved removing his left arm bone, right leg bone, and wrist bone. Replacing them with prosthetics. It was a TEN HOUR surgery, plus several hours in the post anesthesia recovery unit. It seemed ENDLESS and torture. However, whatever fear we had about the surgery, quickly dissipated when we saw the trauma and pain he experienced post-surgery.
Quote of the day: A kind gesture can reach a wound that only compassion can heal. ~ Steve Maraboli
I have to report to the Hospital admissions area tomorrow at 9am. NOT my favorite area. I can't tell you HOW MANY times I went there with Mattie. Despite him being a repeat customer, we still had to go through the admissions process every time. Each time we did, it was as if no one knew us. It was an odd and frustrating experience, of which I complained about the process after Mattie died. When you have a sick child in tow, the admission process has to be streamlined!
So I check in at 9, and then at 11am, a radiologist works with me to guide a wire through my skin into the mass. This guide wire assists the surgeon. My issue with this, is the wire is inserted while I am conscious. They give you a local anesthetic, but the notion isn't comforting. Then the surgery begins at noon. It is supposed to be an hour long, with two hours in recovery. So that is the plan. I try not to dwell on it, because if I focus on it, my anxiety builds. I do not go into any hospital or procedure without Mattie in mind. When the hospital did a pre-surgery screening call with me, they asked me if I ever had chemotherapy. My response to the caller was, does watching my child endure chemotherapy count? I wasn't trying to be facetious but when your child faces something, a part of you does as well. But naturally I understand my immunity has not been compromised like Mattie's.
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