I chuckled as the medical staff explained the post-care instructions and told me what to expect. Little did they know who they were dealing with. They told me he would be a wreck after surgery coming out of anesthesia. But then they told me to expect an unrealistic high the first few hours after arriving home. His IV meds and numbing solutions used during the surgery would give him a block from the pain. But, I was told, it was very important to stay on top of his pain meds because by the evening time when the surgery meds wore off he would get very uncomfortable. He would need to stay home from school all week. He would likely not want to eat anything so even if he only wanted popsicles and ice cream it was okay. I may need to wake him in the night to administer pain medication to stay on top of it. And he should stay quiet and rest for the first 7-10 days.
Ha.
Ty was a little pouty coming out of anesthesia and for our first 20 minutes home. But since then you can't even tell he had anything done.
The gown was a little big...
Within an hour of coming home he wanted lunch. Chicken noodle soup and apple sauce. He would have eaten anything I put in front of him and asked why this was all he could have.
That night we were invited for leftover Easter dinner at my moms. I don't turn down free food so we went. Ty gobbled down his mac and cheese dinnner with canned pears and again seemed slighted to not be enjoying what everyone else had.
After dinner Ty asked if he could go outside. I told him he was not allowed to run around. He needed to be resting. He begged so I let him out. Then had to follow him around saying, "No running! Ty, slow down. Ty, you cannot yell right now. Ty, we can't play that tonight. Ty, we need to go back inside."
He's in the white shirt, leading the pack through the bushes yelling at the top of his lungs.
I told myself he would be up in the night. He wasn't. He slept like a rock right until breakfast. I thought he might want to stay in bed while I took everyone to school. He didn't. He got dressed and brushed his teeth and appeared in the car.
Ty got to rent a couple of new movies which kept him slightly more subdued than normal on day 2. But he was dying to go to school. He had inhaled his scrambled eggs, oatmeal and apple sauce for breakfast. Lunch was a bowl of ramen and a banana. He could not get enough. I offered him jello but he's not a big fan and asked for a popsicle instead. He was hungry all day. By the time everyone got home from school he asked if he could go the next day. Did he have to stay home? By dinner Ty was begging to go to scouts to weigh in his car for the pinewood derby. So Brad took him. He slept like a rock again.
Today he woke up asking for medicine. But within 15 minutes he was hungry and ready for breakfast. He decided to stay home one more day since his throat actually hurt when he woke up. But as I am typing this he is bouncing off the walls and I am wondering why I didn't just send him.
Trying to keep him quiet is what sent us into a nose dive after his surgery last year. So Brad and I are just watching him closely and telling ourselves it's okay if we end up in the emergency room. Keeping him still will cause more damage than the risk of bleeding. This kid needs to move. So, fingers crossed we make it through days 6 and 7 without incident (the highest risk for bleeding). I'm sure he'll be scaling trees and eating crutons by then.
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