Surgery Day

I barely slept last night.  Partly because we had to leave our house by 4:30 in the morning to get to Egleston Children's Hospital before 6 am and partly because of my nerves as Trenton's surgery gets close.  We had a steady flow of nurses explaining protocol and paperwork but around 7:30 he was wheeled away on his bed.  The 45 min surgery felt long, but soon we received a call that Dr. Meisel was finished and Trenton was in recovery.  It was an additional 30 mins before we got to hug our little boy again.  All went well and we are thankful for everyone's prayers, texts and calls.  Our family and friends definitely helped ease the anxiety.  We are blessed to have you in our lives!

Trenton had a couple presents when he woke up Wednesday morning.  He got new Big Hero 6 pjs to wear to the hospital and Batman Lego Duplo set.  

A before and after picture of Trenton's umbilical hernia.  The surgeons went through his belly button to do the repair.  All stitching is interior, minus a couple you see on the actual belly button, then surgical glue sealed was placed on top.  No bandages or gauze, which he loved.  He hates band-aids!

 Happy camper getting his vital signs.  Doing a "girly" dance as he told us in his gown.  Haha!

When the medicine kicked in, he became a different child.  This is stage 1 of anesthesia before they take him back and put him under.  It helps with separation.   

Trenton giving the thumbs up when he returned to his room after recovery.  Two popsicles in and half a bag of goldfish down, he is all grins again!  I love this sight!  He even asked the nurse for a wheel chair to the car, which they gladly arranged.  They said, "He is the happiest patient we have ever had!" and I believe it.

 Back home by 11 am recovering.  What a morning!  Bennett gave him Big Hero 6 and we made him a little place on the couch.  Granna gave him a bell to ring when he needed something.  Not that he always chose to use it, but it lasted for a couple days.  The cutest was when Bennett would run to Trenton and clearly ask, "Trenton, what do you need?" I was thankful Bennett was calm with Trenton and understood to the best of a 2 year old's ability that Trenton was healing.  That was a fear of mine since they love to wrestle and play wild together.