Thank you all for your prayers. Baby Bunn’s cyst got even bigger in the night. I’ll spare you the photos of the angry red with pus oozing out. Yuck.
She went into surgery around 6pm. The surgeon found the cyst was bigger and went further back into her throat than he had thought from the ultrasound, so they’re watching her very closely tonight and tomorrow. They did get it all out intact and so far, she’s got no swelling. Her internal stitches will dissolve; the external closure is glue, so she can have baths as soon as she’s in the clear.
She has been getting nourishment by IV only since midnight Thursday and impressed the hospital staff by being content with just her pacifier until her surgery. I’m not sure when she’ll be allowed to eat; there are too many complications if she spits up so Mama is pumping and freezing her milk until the docs give them the go-ahead for nursing or a bottle.
This hospital is a long way from their home, so Daddy and Brother Buzz came up Thursday morning and stayed until after our Bunny Girl got out of the OR, then went back home again. Mama was so proud of how well our Buzzer did and I was really delighted to hear he got to be in Bunny’s room as much as he wanted. Wow … have they come a looong way in the past half century!
I was hospitalized three times before I was two years old. Each time, my mother dropped me off, staying only until I was safely out of surgery, then she left and came back 2 weeks later to bring me home. Trust me. Those six weeks left me with a lot more than just surgical scars.
Later, when my sister and brother each had to have surgery, my mom could stay with them for the day, but not at night. I wasn’t allowed in the building and could only wave from a courtyard 3 floors below.
When Mama Buzz was the exact same age as our little Buzz (the week of her second birthday), her 6-week-old baby sister had to be hospitalized for a few days. It was really hard on her. We could tell she was worried about her sister, but she was not yet verbal enough to understand our explanations.
I tried taking Baby Sister down to the doors into Peds and have Dearest hold Big Sister up so she could see through the little strip of glass where we were and that we were okay, but it clearly wasn’t enough.
Fortunately, one nurse was very understanding and let us sneak Big Sister on to the ward for a quick peek of our room. It was clear from her body language that it was the fact that our crib was still at home she was concerned about. Once she saw that baby sister had a real bed in the hospital, she was content.
I was allowed to stay 24-7, but I got charged by the day for the use of a really uncomfortable little roll-away cot for which I got one set of sheets the whole time we were there. Baby had a huge crib big enough for a dozen babies her size, so naturally, she insisted on sleeping with me. In a bed about 24″ wide on a mattress 2″ thick.
I also had to go to the hospital cafeteria to eat and to the Emergency Room waiting area to use the public toilet!I was exhausted, grubby and more than a little resentful that the medical staff didn’t seem to understand that my being there was as important for the baby’s recovery as their tests and medicines and that a little consideration for my well-being would go a long way.
Anyway, with my past, I am extra grateful that Mama Buzz has a nice chair that folds out into what she says is a comfortable bed, plus a bathroom AND they’re bringing food to her!
Mama Buzz sent photos from her excursions with Little Buzz on Thursday. She said they both got a LOT of exercise. He visited with his sister for a while, but once he was satisfied she was okay, he wanted to explore with Mama while Daddy stayed with Bunny.
This hospital is the same place Daddy and Lil Buzz were allowed to room in with Mama for labor, delivery and newborn adjustment time. LOOK at all this place has to offer families and children! Here are the photos with our Buzz in them. There were others of rose gardens in bloom!