Surgery one complete

Today started off well. We got Alex dropped of at school and make it to the surgery center in time. Ashton did well until we went back for surgery prep. They placed numbing drops in his eyes and then followed up with 3 rounds of drops consisting of 3 different drops in both eyes that burned a lot. Holding him down for each round was excruciatingly painful and drained all 3 of us. When it was time to wheel him back he was very upset. They had given him something "Valium like" but he was very aware mommy and daddy were not going with him.

Once he left we sat there for a while before heading out to the waiting room to see my parents and a dear friend who came to sit in our bucket with us. The surgery was over within 45 minutes and the doctor came to conference with us. She said everything had gone very well and she was pleased with every aspect of his surgery.

We had to wait about another 15 minutes until they called us back to go see him. I was not as well prepared as I wished I had been, because he was extremely disoriented, agitated and inconsolable. He was laying in the bed, with his arms in No-No's (a devise that prevents him from being able to bend his arms), and screaming and crying as hard as I have ever heard. The nurse let Phillip pick him up and place him in my lap, but he did not calm down. After 30 minutes of him crying and not opening his right eye to see despite me singing to him, kissing his face and rubbing him gently I was getting discouraged. I managed to convince the nurse I would make sure he did not touch his patch and she allowed us to remove his no-no's. This seemed to help, but he still was crying. He finally was able to tell us he was in pain, so the doctor allowed him to have some Loratab. He calmed down into a constant whimper and after getting a little bit of juice down they allowed us to go home.

The ride home went well. Phillip drove us very smoothly, Ashton went to sleep and I caught up on some communication. Once home, Ashton was still very fussy. He wanted some pancakes and he ate a few bites here and there. Then when my mom sat with him she managed to get him to gobble them up. Eating wiped him out so Ashton and I took about 2 hour nap to pass the time until he could have some Tylenol. Once he was back awake he was miserable again. We tried our favorite show Phineas and Ferb, a brief walk at sun down, games, rocking, dinner but nothing seemed to keep his mind off of the pain. Phillip spoke with the anesthesiologist and we were able to give him some more pain killer. If his pain stays at a high level, she said she would call us in a prescription.

Right now, I am trying to figure out how we can do this again in a week. This was much for difficult of a process than we were anticipating.

We are praying for a great nights sleep for all of us. Ashton cannot wait to get the patch off tomorrow. Please pray for comfort for Ashton and rest both physically and emotionally for Phillip and myself. We will update tomorrow after tomorrow's visit, hopefully with a picture as well.

Thank you for everyone who has clothed us with prayers. We pray God blesses each of you in return for your generosity and love you have poured upon us. We treasure you deeply.