What Do You Wear to Work?
3 hours ago
|This part of the story isn't pretty, but it is real, and it is part of what it means to be the parent of a child adopted with medical needs.|
|I was so overwrought over this surgery (we had some problems during the last big surgery that frightened me pretty badly) that I didn't intend to take, or post, pictures during this one. But others in the room had other ideas, and in the end it feels good to have survived this as a family. Here she is goofing around with her hat on the way into the surgery room.|
|This is the worst part, as she is waking up from anesthesia, still in the recovery room.|
|It's a temporary relief to be allowed downstairs to a hospital room, where you can spread out and have some space, and when you know the recovery room is behind you.|
|But this is just the very beginning of a very long, scary and sleepless 24 hours.|
|Here she is resting in daddy's arms in the hospital room, still under the influence of the anesthesia. As day wears into night in the hospital, things get a lot worse. The night is very difficult, and filled with repeated and escalating screaming fits, night terrors and drug-induced hysteria on various levels. When she does sleep, it is very nearly as harrowing, because we are left staring at the oxygen monitors and her breathing becomes depressed and her oxygen goes steadily lower. Occasionally we have to wake her and force her to take a deep breath, which inevitably leads to another harrowing screaming fit.|