Hello everyone, yesterday afternoon Brian came to the hospital to replace me. I went to pick up Jesse who by the way, is doing great! He has been having a wonderful time thanks to BeBe, Mister, his aunts and some of our friends. It is such a burden lifted off of us to know that he is very well taken care of. We went to eat, came home, took a shower and went straight to bed. I called Brian right before and he said that it had gotten kinda rough right after I left. Dr. Wootten, the surgeon stopped by to check on Levi’s draining tubes. He wasn’t able to check the chest tube because the neck one sent him way over the edge. But after that he finally fell asleep and the nurse said that she was going to let him rest for the night. Such a good thing because every time they mess with him, he gets so upset and it’s hard to calm him down.
Thursday was a very long day, we got there at 10:30 and they took us back pretty soon after. Everything seemed to be moving a long perfectly, we spoke to the Doctor and signed tons of paper work and then we waited, and waited and waited. It was scheduled to start at 12:30 but the OR room was occupied until 2:30! That part was hard because you prepare yourself for so much time and we were so tired. I, by the grace of God, held it together long enough for Levi to be out of sight. Once the surgery started, the time went by fast. They were great about updating us every hour, really all they said was “he’s doing great! Call you in a hour”. Great words to hear when your baby is in surgery. It was done before 8 and before 9 pm, we were with him in the PICU… very, very unprepared from that point on. We thought he was going to be completely sedated that night but instead we got there and he was kicking and crying. Kinda how he is after his scopes. Only this time, he had a very, very swore throat, two drain tubes, two iv’s, leads all over, I was not able to pick him up and rock him, he was thirsty but can drink nothing… it was awful to say the least. I can’t even write about it without getting light headed. That night he was very upset, every time he wanted something and I had to say no, he would cover his face with his blankie and cry. He was a little more resolved all day yesterday.
Well, I have to go, Jesse is on my lap and its very hard to type! Thank you all so very much for the encouraging words and prayers. We love you!