We're Home!

Lathan's surgery went well yesterday. They ended up keeping him overnight due to his history of chronic lung disease and apnea spells. They were also able to give him stronger pain relief than we would have been able to give him at home, which he clearly needed.

He was a very good baby throughout the whole ordeal. His last bottle of formula was at 5am and they didn't take him back until around 11:45pm. He fussed a couple of times but was easily distracted by Tad the Frog and some cool fish tanks.

Lathan takes a nap to pass the time.

Texas Children's was the place to be. They didn't take him from us until the absolute last second and waited to start IV's and mess with him until he was asleep (the little guy had evidence of multiple IV attempts in his hands, so we are thankful of this policy)! We were also comforted by the fact that his surgeon was the same guy who perfomed all three babies' heart surgeries in the beginning. If he could operate successfully on babies under 3lbs with hearts that tiny (we were told they were only the size of pecans), surely removing hernias and a cyst on a 15lb baby would be a piece of cake!

And it was. A little over an hour after they had taken him back, Dr. Bloss came to tell us that everything had been repaired (actually the hernia on his left side didn't need repair although they still had to make the incision to find that out) and that we could go see him. We could hear him crying as soon as they opened the double doors. Poor little guy had been given a local block to his lower half that was not working (he is clearly my child...I had to have 2 epidurals for the c-section because they couldn't get me numbed). I rocked him for a little while and we tried to comfort him but nothing was working. They decided that his pain was too much and so they knocked him out with some morphine. Almost immediately he fell asleep and didn't wake back up until after we had been transferred and settled into our new room on the surgical floor.

We hadn't been in the room 2 minutes before they came by with snow cones for the kids. Patrick dashed for the door and came back, probably happier than any kid on that floor, with Lathan's banana snow cone (which Daddy polished off for him).
Lathan sleeping peacefully thanks to some morphine. Daddy smiling thanks to free snow cones.

The rest of the night was pretty uneventful. Lathan was given shots of Demerol throughout the night for pain and woke up this morning much more comfy than he had been the day before. We were discharged this afternoon and got home around 2:30pm...Happy To Be Home!

A few bonus pics...

Lathan & Daddy (last night)

Lathan & Mommy (last night)


Battle Wounds (this morning)

And for some reason, Lathan felt the need to eat his IV today...

Lathan & Daddy

He still takes a good picture even though he feels rotten!