Tin’s eye surgery
Tomorrow morning I have to scoop Tin out of his crib at 5:45 am and bring him to the hospital to have his tear duct surgery. When the nurse was describing the procedure to me today I grew peaked. Tin needs to be there an hour and a half before they even begin and then they are going to give him a little Versed (to make him drowsy) then laughing gas and then an IV drip – UGH. Just thinking of all that he has to go through just to get these tear ducts open is making me ill. Poor pumpkin. Just watching Tatjana go through her surgery was enough for me, now back to the hospital for my other loved one only this one you can’t reason with – (well Tatjana had never had surgery before either so she was scared going in) he will most likely be scared after he learns what they are doing to him.
Stomach in knots.
June 9th, 2010 at 10:15 pm
I understand your feelings. When she was almost 3, our oldest had to have eye surgery. To make it worse the doctor told me I COULD NOT come into the hospital or her room prior to the surgery as in his experience this upset the child and make the surgery more difficult. (This was in Connecticut.) If a doctor told me that today I’d tell him he could go to hell because no doctor was going to keep me away from my child facing such a terrifying time all by herself. I always console myself during times like these by reminding myself this too shall pass…this time tomorrow, etc. I’ll be thinking of you both. Chin up!
June 10th, 2010 at 2:28 pm
Thanks Alice – and I’d like to have a word with that doctor in Connecticut – how ignorant can you be?
June 10th, 2010 at 5:13 pm
I suspect he’s dead now as he was already pretty old then. I discovered in my few years in the east that the oldtimers were pretty tough where raising kids was concerned. Kids were expected to learn from an early age and suck it up no matter what. I have stories! But I’m sure he was an exception rather than the rule.
June 11th, 2010 at 3:36 pm
We alternate between being helicopter parents and idle parents – trying to find our groove. I imagine we will continue like this indefinitely. In the meantime, TGIF