Disclaimer: Ethan wrote this post :)
Yesterday Hannah went through her second surgery, the
Hemi-Fontan procedure. This was originally scheduled to happen the Friday
before Thanksgiving, but was moved up a month after she went in for her heart cauterization.
They didn’t find anything wrong with her heart other than her heart had started
to outgrow her shunt (not enough blood was being diverted to her lungs to get re-oxygenated).
They had us arrive the day before, Thursday, to go through
all of the pre-operation checks. As was previously mentioned this was a long
day full of waiting, answer the same set of questions 18 different times, and
more waiting. We were thankful that Jack was kidnapped by my parents and taken
to the Indianapolis Children Museum (the World’s largest children’s museum). Then later down to Alabama for the week.
Thursday night we stayed at Ronald McDonald’s House. This
house is such a huge blessing as it is right across the street from the
hospital, costs next to nothings, has dinner every night; and is a nice,
comfortable, and clean place to stay.
Hannah’s surgery was originally scheduled for 7:45 AM which would
have meant that we would have to have been at the hospital at 5:30 in the
morning. Yuck. Thankfully our surgeon, Doctor Brown would be helping out on
another case first thing in the morning which pushed our arrival time at the
hospital to 7:30 AM and her surgery to 9 AM. We arrived, got checked in and
started the waiting game. We talked to a number of different people who asked
the same questions over and over again. They must either think we keep lying to
them and if they keep asking us the same questions over and over again we will
eventually crack and tell them the truth….or they are just really inefficient
and disseminating information throughout the organization so everyone that should
know, knows what they need to know. Personally I enjoy being badgered for hours
on end (sorry this blog is supposed to be about cute baby Hannah not a tirade
of Ethan’s ranting).
Hannah scheduled surgery time was supposed to be at 9 AM but
was move d to 9:30 because the first surgery of the morning started late which
our surgeon was participating in. At 9:30 they came by and took Hannah back.
Before surgery Hannah was very happy and took a nice little nap which helped
keep mom and dad’s nerves at bay. Before her first surgery Hannah screamed all
the way back which did not help mom and dad’s mood any. The family nurse who
provides hourly updates to the families told us that she was having a fun time
before surgery playing peek-a-boo with the anesthesiologist.
Waiting in the family waiting room always brings the gravity
of Hannah’s surgery into perspective. We arrived at 9:30 AM to a full waiting
area (20-30 families). By the time we left there was only one other family and
they had arrived well after we did. As the day progressed Hannah’s surgery went
as planned. They finally came and told us around 4 o’clock that it was our turn
to go talk with her surgeon. We spoke
with Dr. Brown, a man a few words. He said that all went as planned and said
that things looked good. He did say that her structures looked small which
makes sense as she is only 5 months old and they typically do surgery when they
are 6-9 months old.
We then had the awesome privilege of waiting in the PICU (pediatric
intensive care unit) waiting room for a long long time. They told us that we
would be able to go back to see Hannah an hour after we speaking with Dr.
Brown. This is the time when they get Hannah all settled into her new
room. The hour came and went and we were
still waiting. An hour and a half passed and we started to get worried. Right as
Kelli was ready to storm the PICU doors a nurse came out and told us that
Hannah had started waking up after surgery and they had decided to extubated
her (take her off the ventilator). They
wanted us to wait a bit longer while they settled her in again and made sure
she wouldn’t need to go back on the ventilator.
Around 8 o’ clock (another hour and a half later) they FINALLY came to
get us to see Hannah. It took them so long because after they had extubated her
she was still in a lot of pain and they were busy trying to figure out the
right balance of pain meds to give her. It was nerve racking to wait for 3
hours not knowing what the holdup was. Your mind really starts to mess with you
after the first hour or so. You begin to
think the worst has happened and they are busy trying to keep Hannah
alive. Thankfully this was not the
case. After being away from our little
princess for almost 11 hours we were finally able to go back and see Hannah. She
was resting but you could tell that she still wasn’t very comfortable. While we
were there they gave her another dose of medicated which seemed to help a lot.
Kelli and I were also both about to crash; we hadn’t had
anything to eat since lunch because we expected that we would have been able to
see Hannah around 6 o’clock. We decided we needed to leave for the night and go
sleep at the Ronald McDonald house.
Kelli cried because she felt like she needed to be at the hospital with
Hannah, which just validated in my mind that I needed to take her to Ron Dons
to sleep. The nurse stays in Hannah’s
room (Hannah is her only patient) and would be checking Hannah’s vitals every
hour so there’s not much we can do to help tonight. We agreed that we will all be much better use
tomorrow if we get at least one full night of sleep.
This morning we arrived at the hospital early in the morning
to find Hannah looking better, but still very restless. They are still working
to get her pain meds dialed in. They are surprised at how strong she is. They
nurse had to tie her arms down so she would stop yanking on all of her lines. Kelli made the suggestion that we swaddle her
instead (Hannah wont sleep at home unless she is swaddled). This is working somewhat, she still gets out
of her swaddle but it’s better than having her tied down. In the short time we have been here she has already
successfully pulled her nasal cannulas out twice. Shortly thereafter they gave
her some more sedation medication.
The doctors stopped by this morning when they were doing their
rounds. They said she is doing well and we would start feeding her clear
liquids this morning. If she tolerated those feeds they would start feeding her
breast milk again. They are going to be starting her on a continuous drip of IV
Ibuprofen today to hopefully keep her comfortable. Once she starts tolerating her milk again we
can start her on some different, oral medications. It looks like we will have a pretty
uneventful day, our main goal is to keep our little angel happy and content.
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