On Monday, May 16, my little man is going to be undergoing his next vault that is cranial. At 4 many years outdated, this is much different than at 17 months outdated (see right here for details of John’s 2008 surgery) june. This was much easier in many ways, as a baby. No prior preparation for John was necessary. My greatest worry as far as how exactly to get that sweet infant through the biggest day of his life, was how to give enough distraction so he wouldn’t realize he had been missing breakfast and lunch before his 1:00 surgery. At that age a paci and lovey had been absolutely magical soothers, and for as long as John was being held by his mom or dad, he was A-OK.
When we discovered in January that John would need this surgery in some short months, the basic thought that came in your thoughts ended up being “this is the termination of his innocence.” John LOVES going to the doctor; we have some ones that are amazing. He loves staying in the hospital and loves the adventure of rest studies, loves the attention, the popsicles, the playroom. So far his only hesitation comes with goofy juices, or Versed, not because he is afraid, but because it simply tastes so awful. However with all he provides on his plate this I just knew he was old enough to understand more, and anticipate more and, like his mom, worry more year.
A few weeks after the news that is big John had slight surgery on his eyelid, a tarsorrhaphy. And the child was a pro that is stinkin. Since, we have actually spoken a lot about just what to expect with his vault, or more advancement that is specifically fronto-orbital. He really doesn’t remember his, but he looks at pics from 3 years ago and understands. Since he’s visited other children he knows there is swelling and bruising and a big incision across the top of the head after they have undergone similar surgeries. John knows that his surgeon is making room for his mind, removing his “horn” (a bump in their skull on top of his head), and making it so that his “eye won’t pop out again.” It is got by him. He is ready.
Every day John requires myself, ” How days that are many I get to attend the hospital?” He can’t wait to the hospital at nighttime. He is so looking towards Popsicles. Significantly more than excited that Daddy is going to be bringing the day off from work. He knows he might not be able to see for any couple days with the swelling, but he knows that his mom or dad will always end up being there he knows it will get better soon with him and. He’s looking forward to listening to his books on tape. He is maybe not really looking forward to your wacky juices, but we have a plan. I really can’t ask a lot more of this little guy.
That knows, he may not handle it because well as he has the rest. But I think he could be as ready than it should be as he can be, and I know he is making this easier on his parents. John is incredible, my personal little hero that is super.