Six days.
I can't believe we will be boarding a plane for Stanford. I am not freaking out yet. I have been trying to prepare Owen for what lies ahead. He says "fix my heart" and "ouchies". Unfortunately, he understands what anesthesia is and how icky it makes him feel. He knows about the echos, chest xrays, constant blood pressure and o2 monitoring and says "it otay momma."
He is one amazing little boy!
I try to make the experience sound like an adventure. We're going to lie in bed and watch movies all day. He'll have his iPad and my laptop to play with anytime he wants. We're going to skype with Daddy and Kamryn each night. The nurses are going to give him unlimited popsicles and crushed ice. He can order off the menu like a big boy and eat french fries for every meal. Now that I think of it.. he's not going to want to come home.
Kamryn is scared for her brother and what he has to go through. Most of all.. she's scared he won't make it out of surgery. She's constantly asking me if things are going to be okay. Do I have a "good" feeling about this one. Other times she'll ask "are the surgeon's really, REALLY, good? Like the best in the world good?" It's heartbreaking to watch her worry about her brother. She loves him SO much and feels helpless. We've been doing our best to answer every question honestly and having long talks with her. Most of the time, just listening to her concerns, is all she wants. I can't imagine trying to comprehend the situation at 11. She's a tough cookie!
So.. six days.
A social worker from the hospital called yesterday to see if I needed assistance with any arrangements. She doesn't have any idea how OCD I am about this. I have everything reserved, scheduled, printed out and in a notebook. We just need to stay healthy.
In our efforts to stay healthy, the only thing exciting on the schedule between now and when we leave is family pictures on Saturday. I'm going stir crazy indoors, so we go for little drives throughout the day to Sonic, or to pick up sis from school.
I can't believe it's already February and am a little sad that Punxsutawney Phil didn't see his shadow. I'm so not ready for spring. In the desert, springtime means summer. Summer bring too much heat!
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
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6 comments:
Oh, I am praying praying praying for that precious little boy. Your precious daughter just breaks my heart. I am worried too sweetheart, but he is in God's hands and there is no better place to be. God will carry Owen through this. He will be there to hold Owen's hand for you and keep him safe. You are all in my thoughts and prayers!!!!!
Love,
Mary
Man...when you take the pain and long recovery process from surgery, a hospital stay sounds like quite the vacation! We have Owen in our hearts and prayers and I hope that everything goes very smoothly for you with your final preparations!
Keep on making those lists, Andrea - list-making is very therapeutic pre-op!
We are thinking of you all so much, and will be keeping Owen (and the rest of the family) in our thoughts and prayers over the coming weeks.
I'm only an email away if you feel like letting off steam to another mum who really understands.
Love and hugs to you all xxx
Praying!! You will for sure have to give me some pointers for the hospital stay!! You are an amazing mom, thanks for being so open and honest!
Kali
This post had me in tears! Owen is such a brave boy. I love that it tells you that it's "otay". And he is so blessed with such a caring big sister. You're definitely doing something right with these two thoughtful and caring kids. :) Lists and planning keeps me sane too.
Keeping you all in our thoughts and prayers for a successful surgery with a swift and smooth recovery!!
Oh Andrea I know what you are going through inside, trying to be brave for Owen and Kamryn.
When my son had surgery my daughter was 14 and worried so much. She had a high school dance to keep her preoccupied, but she to and could not concentrate waiting to hear that day after school.
I was strong that day, but after it was all over, a week later, it hit me very hardand I could barely get out of bed.
I know Mr. Owen is going to be a star patient and he most definitely is covered in Prayers.
Big hug for you and Kamryn too.
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