Surgery was a Success

So today was Mr. Murphy's big day! We were scheduled for surgery this morning at 8 am. Murphy didn't want any part of waking up so we simply wrapped him in his blanket, put some socks on and out the door we went. We left early due to the roads being horrendous from last nights storm. It was a good idea because they were just big sheets of ice.

We arrived... carried Murphy in asleep.... still no interest in waking up from the little guy. They did his pre-op... we met with the anesthesiologist and then waited... and waited... and waited... and waited for the doc. He FINALLY arrived at 9:50. At first I was totally fine and I knew the roads were awful but after that hour and a half hit I was just ticked BECAUSE....

When Murphy first work up around 8:30 he was sooo happy and in great spirits. They gave him his Buzz Lightyear mask (the thing that goes over your nose to give you the gas) and he played with it and breathed heavy in it like Darth Vador.... the more time that passed, the more Murphy wanted something to eat... he started getting grouchy and by the time the doc did arrive he REALLY wanted to go home. At one point he said, "Mom... I want to go home. I'm better... I not sick any mo so I don't need sugry (Murphy language)." I told him we had to stay until he had surgery and he kept telling me no. So at that point I just said, "well then go out and tell the nurse you want to go home." I thought he would be shy and just come snuggle but not Murphy... he marched right out that door and found the first nurse he could and let her know he was ready to go home!

The doc showed up and talked to us a bit. He explained it would take appx an hour. So then we have to go one way and Murphy has to go the other. This is the part I am not good at... especially when my baby is screaming and crying and saying.... "I want you mommy... I need you mommy." Eric saw the tears coming to my eyes and wasn't super sympathetic. He said, "Come on Jess... it's a simple procedure... he will be fine."

I don't care it it's this, tonsils, appendectomy! I hate sending my kids off to go under the knife and I'm pretty sure I will forever!!! So we then go to the waiting room and wait... and wait... and wait... after about an hour fifteen the receptionist said, "is anyone in here with Murphy?" I told her I was and proceeded to gather all the stuff. After I had everything in my hands she said, "oh... he's not done but the Dr. did want me to come and assure you that things are fine but it is taking longer than expected."

It took about 2 hours and unlike my other children he came of the anesthesia VERY well. And since that time I have been BEGGING him to sit on the couch and quit jumping around and quit bouncing off the walls.

They had said he would be groggy most of the day and would want to just lay there which was ok and actually really good for him. Pretty sure Murphy had the opposite effect. He finally closed his eyes at 11 tonight for the first time since he got out of surgery and that was a fight to get him to lay down. If it weren't for the big gauze pad on the side of his face you would have never known anything happened to him.

The doctor did explain the the cyst had been sent off for the biopsy and we would get results early next week. He was super positive. He had tried making a small incision to drain the cyst but due it being on his peroda gland (?) he did have to cut a bit more to remove. But that was good news because they didn't have to make the big cut like they had originally thought. He said it was the size of a large marble?????

So anyway things are great. We truly appreciate all the offers for help with the kids. Thanks to everyone who has taken my kids the last couple days to help out. I love my friends and family!